Good Times

She started off drinking daddy's scotch

Now she's in the club, taking it off

It's all about another fix, another double shift

But tomorrow she'll be right back in the pits

A cigarette press on her lips, she's too stubborn to quit

She says no one here can tell her how to live

She can't admit she's lost control, it's everybody's fault

One day she'll surely lose it all, but

Good times with bad people

Are the ones that you know so well

See, it's a fine line between bad and evil

So sometimes you can't tell

Good times too often

Clear a path through the gates of hell

Close ties with bad people

Could lead you there as well

Sometimes a good wolf in bad sheep's clothing

A pair of horns under a halo of hair

Can be the only devil in town

To bring you what you need so you can get on down

Flying high on a go casino rising

Crash and burn can be your demise

And I bet you that you'll have a good time

With a price to pay waiting on the other side for you

Good times with bad people

Are the ones that you know so well

See, it's a fine line between bad and evil

So sometimes you can't tell

Good times too often

Clear a path through the gates of hell

Close ties with bad people

Could lead you there as well

There's a way to be good again

We're not cadets, we're just leaves on an old stem

Step out of your element, push to your limits

Abandon the mayhem

Some people are too much, most folk are the most fun

A joy to see out, but if you stick around

They'll be spiraling down until you hit the ground

The hell they created seems nice from the outside (outside)

And dragging you down to their level's their pastime (pastime)

Every word that comes out of their mouth is a damn lie (damn lie)

Hold on to your dignity quick, 'cause I lost mine

I'm bound to end up in a bad situation

My driving force, fear without no destination

The bomb has been wired, it's for detonation

My vice is self-service when I get complacent

Got battles to fight and got habits to kick

I'll convince myself that I'll be saved by my wits

But I know a few devils, one's under my skin

Every day he's in check is a day that he wins

Good times with bad people

Are the ones that you know so well

See, it's a fine line between bad and evil

So sometimes you can't tell

Good times too often

Clear a path through the gates of hell

Close ties with bad people

Could lead you there as well