Underdog Lyrics

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