Promise

You're born into

You're born into

You're born into this shit

And you are what you are

What you are

What you are

You're born into

You're born into

You're born into this shit

And you are what you are

What you are

What you are

There's no such thing as growing up

Where the evil returns and repeats

Where rivers meet in lakes of mud

And the animals sleep through heat

And the dreams turn to morning sand

On the hills of the broken promise land

You're born into

You're born into

You're born into this shit

And you are what you are

What you are

What you are

You're born into