Writings On The Wall (Demo)

Like a strung out gypsy kickin' the juice

You can read me my rights, I've got nothing to lose

You're low say, wanna get it right

You want a piece of me, you'll better make it tonight

Like co-star Johnny was beating the vibes

With all the liquor and drugs and lust for life

It's a cruel way of life, you see

But too much thinking will be the death of me

I'm slightly burning for living it so fast

Well I'll rather die than fade away

From the cradle to the grave

Bent out reckless, here's my call

Ain't never gonna fade

Writings on the wall

Stone cold crazy rollin' wrecking machine

Give it to me good, real sharp and clean

Along the way, better stick on to it

And 'cause bad habits always seems to fit

Drop me down a line from all of what you've read

You can spare me your luck, 'cause ain't what I need

If it suits me well, then I'll use it to

Do you like what you see, now I know that you do

I'm slightly burning for living it so fast

Well I'll rather die than fade away

From the cradle to the grave

Bent out reckless, here's my call

Ain't never gonna fade

The writings on the wall

From the cradle to the grave

Bent out reckless, here's my call

Ain't never gonna fade

The writings on the wall

From the cradle to the grave

From the cradle to the grave

Bent out reckless, here's my call

Ain't never gonna fade

The writings on the wall

From the cradle to the grave

Bent out reckless, here's my call

Ain't never gonna fade

The writings on the wall