Allow me to see what it's all coming to
Crumbs on the table and mud on his shoes
Dreading someone I can see where we've been
Drugs on a trail and nails digging in
Some hands will whop you and some hands will dig
Some say they'll stay 'till my last dying day
But if actions can speak and words cannot do
Ten thousand armies can't even fight through
Who's to say it's all for the best in the end?
[c.g.]
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