Eviil, Mr. Mayjhaa Eviil, The Deep, The Dark, The Sinister And Grim.
My heart is cold, I aint got no fuckin heart of gold.
I was young, I aint know shit, I took the shit and cashed it in.
Now I can’t go way back to the beggining,
I was young, I was buck, I was wild, I lived out on the limb.
Now I can’t help but remember all the bad shit,
all the good’s gone, It don’t count no more and all my chances is slim.
The house that I live in is basically abandoned,
when I stand in the window- behind me- curtains blow in the wind.
The rain against my window pane,
can’t you feel my haunting pains?
It was you who was wrong, you who told me love don’t cost a thing.
When I done gave damn near everything just to hear my telephone ring,
or my door knocked on but no one really cares about mee.