Sipping bourbon for my breakfast
Slipping on through my days
And the people always question
Why I'm living this way
My heads out in the gutter
My rags thin from a stitch
Should have listened to my momma
Now I sleep under a bridge
Spitting black and red
Never listened to a word
Never mind what they said
I'm spitting black and red
And no its not hard to tell
That I was born for hell
And no its not hard to tell that I was born
Born for hell
Straight out New York city
Floating onto L.A.
Sleeping on the public transit
Not a dime left in change
Now I'm crying, crying, crying
For all the years I wasn't trying
Now I've thrown it all away
Spitting black and red
Never listened to a word
Never mind what they said
I'm spitting black and red
And no its not hard to tell
That I was born for hell
And no its not hard to tell that I was born
Born for hell
Spitting black and red
Never listened to a word
Never mind what they said
I'm spitting black and red
And no its not hard to tell
That I was born for hell
And no its not hard to tell that I was born
Born for hell
Postal Scam - Born For Hell Lyrics
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Sipping bourbon for my breakfast
Slipping on through my days
And the people always question
Why I'm living this way
My heads out in the gutter
My rags thin from a stitch
Should have listened to my momma
Now I sleep under a bridge
Spitting black and red
Never listened to a word
Never mind what they said
I'm spitting black and red
And no its not hard to tell
That I was born for hell
And no its not hard to tell that I was born
Born for hell
Straight out New York city
Floating onto L.A.
Sleeping on the public transit
Not a dime left in change
Now I'm crying, crying, crying
For all the years I wasn't trying
Now I've thrown it all away
Spitting black and red
Never listened to a word
Never mind what they said
I'm spitting black and red
And no its not hard to tell
That I was born for hell
And no its not hard to tell that I was born
Born for hell
Spitting black and red
Never listened to a word
Never mind what they said
I'm spitting black and red
And no its not hard to tell
That I was born for hell
And no its not hard to tell that I was born
Born for hell
Slipping on through my days
And the people always question
Why I'm living this way
My heads out in the gutter
My rags thin from a stitch
Should have listened to my momma
Now I sleep under a bridge
Spitting black and red
Never listened to a word
Never mind what they said
I'm spitting black and red
And no its not hard to tell
That I was born for hell
And no its not hard to tell that I was born
Born for hell
Straight out New York city
Floating onto L.A.
Sleeping on the public transit
Not a dime left in change
Now I'm crying, crying, crying
For all the years I wasn't trying
Now I've thrown it all away
Spitting black and red
Never listened to a word
Never mind what they said
I'm spitting black and red
And no its not hard to tell
That I was born for hell
And no its not hard to tell that I was born
Born for hell
Spitting black and red
Never listened to a word
Never mind what they said
I'm spitting black and red
And no its not hard to tell
That I was born for hell
And no its not hard to tell that I was born
Born for hell
Writer: Kyle Comperda
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