Mud

I know it's like you to fold
You were the card that I pulled
You were a slave to be sold
I am your master I'm told
I did my best to reflect
I did my best to protect
You, when you're wrong so am I
How the hell did we get by

Mud...

You stabbed my back and kissed my face
You cut my throat to fill your plate
You say it's easy, your facade
Well hello Judas, meet your god

Mud...

I broke my back to provide
You with a much better life
You looked me right in the eye
Spit out your mouth all your lies
I did my best to enjoy
All that you've come to destroy
Where are we now on the plane
Enter the probe to the vein

Making believe of all the
Things we have seen
I can't deny you have grown
From all the seeds that I've sown
I aim to pleasure and please
I'll bring a man to his knees
Addiction or a disease
They call me

Mud...

You stabbed my back and kissed my face
You cut my throat to fill your plate
You say it's easy, your facade
Well hello Judas, meet your god

The red, the white
The brown, the horse...



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Schrock
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