Shane Hochstetler - YDN lyrics

Mama tried I sold my soul to the devil I never fit the mold A young rebel Future is bleak For this black sheep Left out for the wolves to eat I'm a product of my mistakes Try to run from my past But I could never escape I turn and I face the music And leave the rest up to fate There are things I left behind And lived to fight another day I cut some ties, I lost some friends Made enemies along the way I walked a line, I changed my mind I didn't like how the game was played So crucify my if you will For all the choices I have made