Lyrics:

Well, the crooks are out
And the streets all grey
You know I wouldn't have it any other way
Yeah
Your mother's words
They're
They're ringing still
But your mother don't pay our bills
Yeah
A sinister kid
Is a kid who
Runs to meet his maker
A traffic split from the day he's born
Straight into his maker's arms
And that's me
That's me
The boy with the broken halo
That's me
That's me
The devil won't let me be
I got a tortured mind
And my blade is sharp
A bad combination
In the dark
If I kill a man
In the first degree
Baby, would you
Would you flee with me?
Yeah
A sinister kid
Is a kid who
Runs to meet his maker
A traffic split from the day he's born
Straight into his maker's arms
And that's me
That's me
The boy with the broken halo
That's me
That's me
The devil won't let me be

A sinister kid
Is a kid who
Runs to meet his maker
A traffic split from the day he's born
Straight into his maker's arms
And that's me
That's me
The boy with the broken halo
That's me
That's me
The devil won't let me be