"Cool Hand"

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The price is paid, the promise made
We're born as whores but die as saints
redeem ourselves, make work our faith
but then the contract's rearranged

Find our niche, we find our chains
the driver pulling at the reins,
each muscle crying from the strains of
another fruitless fantasy

I'm the dupe who will fall for that trick
time and time again
A cool hand cutting the rope
as I was climbing on
A cold-hearted kick in the teeth
when I'm on my knees
You do what you wanna do

Throwing away the people you once needed Forgetting everything that you owed to me
No matter what is right or the time of day,
you do what you wanna do

You got your woes, you got your pain
You're the water, we're the drain
Plug it up and throw away
the added cost, the dues you pay

Such a joke and such a shame
Might as well dance for the rain
By my bootstraps I was raised
when I'm hanging by a thread again

I wanted to walk out alone some day
Get out of town and fly far, far away
But you beat me to the punch this time
and now I'm swingin' on a last-ditch prayer
...and this prayer is but formality

A dumb man pitted against
predetermined fate
A cool hand cutting the rope
as I was climbing on
A cold-hearted kick in the teeth
when I'm on my knees
You do what you wanna do

Throwing away the people you once needed
Forgetting everything that you owed to me
No matter what is right or the time of day,
you do what you wanna do

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 02, 2015 ⏰

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