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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

Mobs 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?

Mobs 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

Mobs on the street who 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

Mobs on the street who want blood

Taken by flames, rattling their cages