Blitzen Trapper - Wicked

I used to be so wicked, yeah
But now I am so sweet, sweet
I still rot all your teeth out, child
So you better watch what you eat

My poison is so perfect, yeah
It never has been beat, no, no
A cunning little [construction], yeah
That's [spewed] straight from the teat, so let's eat

Oh my trials, lord
They couldn't make me what I am
'Cause all I want is what I want
And anything else I can't grab, oh yeah

I used to be so wicked, yeah
But now I am so free
'Cause broken hearts and broken phones
All taste the same to me

My days are filled with laughter
And my nights are filled with dreams
A nightmare seems and distant screams
All callin' out to me, so let's see

Oh my trials, lord
They couldn't make me what I am
But all I want is what I want
And anything else I can't grab, yeah
Oh my trials, lord
They couldn't make me what I am
But all I want is what I want
And anything else I can't grab, yeah

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