Ready to face the odds
I'm in better company
Failure to break the curse
I was told, "You're never going to be someone, ha"
Look at me now
Outside, the cold screams
"Make your fires!"
And I was told
"Time to carry the load"
While in a state of shock
Crashed and burned, preachers, leeches at every turn
Save the flock
Save them from their lives
When did you learn
How old were you when you found?
Found the truth was a ruse
And the ruse was a goddamn lie
It keeps me up in arms
Where is your soul?
It might be inside of the prophet's cloak
Crying, burning up
And now the writ has come
Mob's on the street who want blood
Taken by flames, rattling their cages
Forsaken, no family or friends
Just a game of luck
Lost your turn, where's your horseshoe?
Mob's on the street
Playing for keeps, making them pay
Pleased to meet you, you're done
'Cause the truth was a ruse
And the ruse was a goddamn lie
It keeps me up in arms
Where is your soul?
It might be inside of the prophet's cloak
Crying, burning up
And now your kids are stoned
Poisoning each of their souls
Laugh in your face, and kill you for your wages
And now the writ has come
Mob's on the street and want blood
Taken by flames, rattling their cages
And now your kids are stoned
Poisoning each of their souls
Laugh in your face, and kill you for your wages
And now the writ has come
Mob's on the street who want blood
Taken by flames, rattling their cages
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