Flame of Wicced I look in the mirror but can’t recognize the girl standing there, with tears in my eyes addictions and insanity took hold...

Baby is on a new high, baby is a new star, baby is empty, and she knows it, baby doesn’t let her ratings drop

My life has been a bare-fisted, white-knuckle ride from the womb till now and what do I got to show for it

Busted shoulder, busted fingers busted wrist and a busted voice but I’m still playin this damn guitar and singin my songs

So, you taught yourself how to sing, and you got yourself a guitar and practiced till it sounded good