Sinister Kid

Well the crooks are out And the streets are gray You know I wouldn't have it any other way, yeah Your mother's words, they're, they're ringing still But your mother don't pay our bills, yeah A sinister kid is a kid who Runs to meet his maker A drop that spreads from the day he's born Straight into his maker's arms And that's me, that's me The boy with the broken halo That's me, that's me The devil won't let me be I got a tortured mind And my blade is sharp A bad combination in the dark If I kill a man in the first degree Baby would you, would you flee with me? Yeah, a sinister kid is a kid who Runs to meet his maker A drop that spreads from the day he's born Straight into his maker's arms And that's me,...