Bet you guys didn't know we wrote thatMy mother was a witch, she was burned alive.
Thankless little bitch, for the tears I cried.
Take her down now, don't want to see her face
Blistered and burnt, can't hide my disgrace.Twenty-seven, everyone was nice.
Gotta see 'em pay the price.
See their bodies out on the ice.
Take my time.Am I evil? Yes I am. (what is it man?)
(Am I evil? yes I am.)As I watched my mother die, I lost my head.
Revenge now I sought, to break with my bread.
Taking no chances, you come with me.
I'll split you to the bone, (yeah yeah) help set you free.Twenty-seven, everyone was nice.
Gotta see 'em pay the price.
See their bodies out on the ice.
Take my time.Am I evil? yes I am. (come on)
(Am I evil? yes I am.)
ohh yea betcha man
Songwriters
BRIAN ANDREW TATLER, SEAN LYNDON HARRISPublished by
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