The Never Latelys - Underdog

Your twisted minds have left me cold
Beneath the surface and the folds
I should have left things as they were
A fantasy, it's best placed there
You're not the saint that you believe
You sell yourself, but you deceive
Mythology has much to blame
Naivety leaves me ashamed

You cleanse your conscience in that place
Then it's back into that race

I would sleep easier if it hadn't come to this
I could breathe easier if you weren't quite so close
I would believe your lies if I hadn't come this far
Why can't you realise it doesn't have to be this way

Your saints and scholars, holy ghosts, the innocence of which you boast
The underdog, the myths you told, the truth would leave you feeling cold

Your fleecing ways have robbed me blind
Your scheming ploys aren't hard to find
You tell me now it's on its way
A fleeting hope, a pointless day
Your short change attitude is rife
Your selfishness affects our lives
Your superstition has no place
In moral choice and decent ways

You cleanse your conscience in that place
Then it's back into that race

I would sleep easier if it hadn't come to this
I could breathe easier if you weren't quite so close
I would believe your lies if I hadn't come this far
Why can't you realise it doesn't have to be this way

Your saints and scholars, holy ghosts, the innocence of which you boast
The underdog, the myths you told, the truth would leave you feeling cold
Your saints and scholars, holy ghosts, the innocence of which you boast
The underdog, the myths you told, the truth would leave you feeling cold

Written by:
Scott Donaldson

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