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Let the good times roll

To the devil I will sale my soul

Say goodbye to my good name

I will wear it out with guilt and shame



To hell with good, I just want to be bad

Tired of living my life always feeling sad

Get rid of the tears, no more crying

No more fears, as long as in the end I am dying



You may not like me for I can get out of line

and the path I am heading has a dead end sign

I am not living for you, I am only living for me

That is the best that I could ever be



I may seem crazy, at times even naive

Sometimes I am confused about what I believe

I wear my broken, shattered heart on my sleeve

But know it it 100 percent that I would never leave



I love you with all of my heart

Although many times it has been ripped apart

Not sure what I am still alive

Then I think of the one I love and know why I survive



Would you say hell to your good name too

Follow me through all the damage I could do

Would you be by my side through it all

Would you be there to help me up when I fall