DESCRIPTION:
Born and raised in the L.A. smog
And all the stopped-up crowded roads
I started off young, hearing Rock 'n Roll
And going to punk rock shows
I'm not the one to sit on the fence
You'll never know just what I'm gonna do
I'm unpredictable and impulsive
I got one thing to say to you

Chorus:
Life is hit or miss
Sometimes you second guess
But I was made for this
Roll the dice, can't wait
I got one shot in the chamber
Cause I was made for this

Paying my dues for years on end
Spending all my money and time
Sweating in the bright lights
Rippin' up the night life
Making every nickel a dime
Now I'm fed up and growing impatient
Stuck my neck out and laid it n the line
Kicking and gouging out of obscurity
I got it by the balls this time