henry w. ng

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In the middle of “Born to Kill”, the story of one of NYC’s craziest gangs. From ’70s Vietnam to ’80s/’90s Manhattan/NJ/Conn/etc.

I live my life like there’s no tomorrow
And all I’ve got I had to steal
Least I don’t need to beg or borrow
Yes I’m living at a pace that kills
Runnin’ with the devil
I found the simple life ain’t so simple
When I jumped out on that road
I got no love, no love you’d call real
Ain’t got nobody waiting at home
Runnin’ with the devil
You know I, I found the simple life, weren’t so simple, no
When I jumped out on that road
Got no love, no love you’d call real
Got nobody waiting at home
Runnin’ with the devil
—Van Halen