The Spoils Of The Spoiled Lyrics

The Spoils Of The Spoiled lyrics

There was honor among the thieves, the only truth I could believe. 

But,
when the lies applied to me and mine it's better left unsaid.

We could
write the hit parade outside The Masquerade. 

The headache comes in tidal
waves, the spoils of the spoiled. 

The lines of history became the
scenery. 

It's strictly an accessory, an image to uphold. 

But,
it's all in fun and sin until someone calls it in. 

The cycle comes
around again. 

But, I'm older now, and don't you know, I've figured out
the antidote.

It overwhelms, engulfed in smoke. 

It's all we can to
cope.

Goddamn these idle hands as hindsight can. 

Our hopes and
plans are unfulfilled. 

It's overwhelming. 

There's a proper place
and time though the bags under your eyes, 

they don't lie.