You always needed people like me
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Directions for your fingers to point
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A crooked dealer's blaming spree
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I'm guaranteed to disappoint
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You're weak and scared and cutting raw deals
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But fortune always favours the bold
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I'll bet it all and crush your bluff
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I'll never yield nor ever fold.
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And I won't shoulder the blame.
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I am the one who's left to take the fall
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I fight the constant undertow.
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You always needed a distraction
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A target for the stones that you thrown
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To draw attention to your actions
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I'm tailor made so lock & load
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Oh, you're telling tales You spineless coward
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Your word's not worth its weight in shit
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Back against the wall, belligerent.
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I won't shoulder the blame
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So high and mighty But when the bottom drops out
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You're gonna find me standing where you left me.
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Deal the last hand, let the cards fall where they may
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From your castle made of sand you're looking down at me
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So high and mighty But when the bottom drops out
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You'll have to face me waiting where you left me.
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The Undertow
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| Lamb Of God |
