Sunday, September 25, 2016

Bad Gyrl, Wicced to the Core

This whiskey stained voice is my claim to fame. This whiskey stained voice and these dirty licks are my claim to fame, dedicated my life to the sound of rock, rock-n-roll playing it down and gritty, as I live I sing, from hell on wheels to recluse and back again, here I am, hell is my only home, my wicced soul rock, rock-n-roll till I die.

Chose a six string and threw away my life, page to page, every scar written, now this whiskey stained voice and these dirty licks are my only claim to fame. Bad gyrl, wicced to the core.

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