Metal & Hard Rock
I WAS BORN
A GAMBLER'S SON
AND BEFORE I COULD WALK
I HAD TO LEARN HOW TO RUN
ALL MY LIFE
I'VE HAD A REPUTATION
I'VE BEEN THE
BLACK SHEEP OF THE FAMILY
COME DOWN WITH FIRE
LIFT MY SPRIT HIGHER
SOMEONE'S SCREAMING
MY NAME
COME, AND MAKE ME
HOLY AGAIN
EVERYONE KEEPS TALKING THEY PROMISE YOU EVERYTHING BUT THEY DON'T MEAN ANYTHING