Save Yourself

You wanted to be the perfect little angel from Hell
Followed his filthy words straight into a prison cell
You got on the back of his cycle and earned your pilot's wings
Flying every time he got you high on multicolored things
Burn em, smoke em, drink and swallow em whole
Inject his load of liquid shit into your soar asshole
But after six years locked behind a jailor's door
Are you free of the grip he held you with or still just Hellboy's whore?
You knew before you did his bid you were headed for the floor
You desired his lifestyle cause you just had to be hardcore
Well there you are, dressed in blood red, just like your flowing hair
Does your Satanic biker-man give a fuck or even care?
After robbing you of your chosen life he paved your trail to jail
As if you owed your soul to him without a prayer for bail
You could not be happy and free because you would not be happy
So you chose the low road home crashing down in misery
You're the only one to blame for always flying on the run
And I can't save you from your fate because I don't have a gun