Born To Lose — текст песни (Zakk Wylde)

A little hating in the morning time
a little hating come around noon
Ain`t no remorse,
All that you think
Ain`t no regret,
All that you do

Jesus,
Hell Yeah, What do we do?
Jesus,
Can you hear us screaming up above?
Lord?
I guess we were just born to lose

A little hating on my TV screen
A little hating in the news that I read
Lay to rest a soul so kind
Rewarding the wrong
Feeding The Twisted Mind

You Lookin` At Me
Forever hurt
Forever bleed
It ain`t black
It ain`t white
It ain`t wrong
Lord knows it ain`t right

Jesus,
Hell Yeah, What do we do?
Jesus,
Can you hear us screaming up above?
Lord?
I guess we were just...