L.A. Guns

It's true we walk in disbelief
clutching to our faded glory
trusted me but i'm a thief
get down on your knees before me
worlds collide hate fills my mind
tension rising no surrender
the street's a place where love is dying
all hail to thee thy legal tender
now you're gonna end up face down...
at night the vipers rip my flesh
the bitch from hell is feeding
scratch my wounds to keep them fresh
she likes 'em young 'n' bloody
now you gonna end up face down...
good and hate fear and shame
wasted our disaster
cuts like cancer in my brain
man now he's your master
now you're gonna end up face down
now you're gonna end up face down
now you're gonna end up face down
now you're gonna end up face down