Go, go, go! I've gotta keep away from strangers I see you, oh-oh-oh-oh I'm out of control Oh baby, will I see your pretty face? I see you, oh-oh-oh-oh Gotta rest my *** soul Cause baby, baby, I was born to kill I pulled the trigger from the shooting stars I am the motor in your crashing car I am the cherub in the air of spring I am the bullet in your magazine I see you, oh-oh-oh-oh I'm out of control Oh baby, will I see your pretty face? I see you, oh-oh-oh-oh Gotta rest your *** soul Cause baby, baby, I was born to Kill
