Trusted

My hands are stained, my lungs are black
Trusted, trusted
They moved into the cut de sac
Trusted, I trusted you

And all I want's a life of modesty
A home out in the country and a servant for my needs

The money from the checks you're paid
Trusted, trusted
The politicians give away
Trusted, I trusted you

And all I want's a house upon a hill
A sheepdog in the front yard and a shotgun in the back

In the back
In the back
In the back

Don't expect the sympathy
Trusted, trusted
You think that you deserve from me
Trusted, trusted
I cut right to the front from the back of the line
I'm trusted, I was trusted
Who knew being a rich man was such a crime?
I was trusted, I'm trusted



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Castiel
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