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Empire Of Sin
I know how it must feel
When nothing goes right
Unable to close the deal
Finish line just out of sight
Odds are against survival
Never been a betting man
Been living with this denial
Forgetting everything I can
Red flags are all around
Selling flesh by the pound
Got my back against a wall
Won’t be fooled again
House of cards gotta fall
Within this empire of sin
Lost amongst the weeds
I’m a victim of circumstance
Got lust for wicked deeds
Playing a game called chance
Many miles down the highway
Lady luck is stepping out
Outside the lines it’s just grey
Every instinct is casting doubt
Pipe-bomb about to blow
Still caught in the undertow
Casting stones at glass people
Won’t be fooled again
Seldom treated fair or equal
Within this empire of sin
When nothing goes right
Unable to close the deal
Finish line just out of sight
Odds are against survival
Never been a betting man
Been living with this denial
Forgetting everything I can
Red flags are all around
Selling flesh by the pound
Got my back against a wall
Won’t be fooled again
House of cards gotta fall
Within this empire of sin
Lost amongst the weeds
I’m a victim of circumstance
Got lust for wicked deeds
Playing a game called chance
Many miles down the highway
Lady luck is stepping out
Outside the lines it’s just grey
Every instinct is casting doubt
Pipe-bomb about to blow
Still caught in the undertow
Casting stones at glass people
Won’t be fooled again
Seldom treated fair or equal
Within this empire of sin
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