A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing - This Providence

Oh, you’re throwing everything you have at me

Cheap shots, low blows, will you ever let it go?

You’re so pathetic, give it a rest

You’re not gonna win, you’re never gonna

Oh, you love the sound of your own voice

And the crown of death upon your head, come on

You and all your royalty, on the edge of infamy

You’re going to taste my fist

You’re so good at stretching the truth

Into a sugar-coated lie

Everyone takes a bite

I have been dining with the enemy

It was a wolf in sheep’s clothing

Now it’s so clear to me

I’ve had enough of your games

If you’re not trembling, you’d better be

'Cause we’re gonna be the end of you

I’ve had enough of your games

I’m gonna show them who you really are

I can tell you right now, it won’t be pretty

Said I can’t convince anyone anything

Provoking the anger of a jealous god

Still you spin a web of lies, fear, lust, pride, greed, and shame

You said no one, oh, you said no one escapes the pain, pain

I’ve had enough of your games

If you’re not trembling, you’d better be

'Cause we’re gonna be the end of you

I’ve had enough of your games

I’m gonna show them who you really are

I can tell you right now, it won’t be pretty

I’m a coward, not a fighter

Disguised as a lover, in disguise, in disguise

For so long now, you held me down

You held me, you held me down

You held me down

You held me down for so long

But it’s not gonna last

'Cause I can see right through your beautiful eyes

I’ve had enough of your games

If you’re not trembling, you’d better be

'Cause we’re gonna be the end of you

I’ve had enough of your games

I’m gonna show them who you really are

And I can tell you right now, it won’t be pretty

Oh, you’re throwing everything you have at me

Cheap shots, low blows, will you ever let it go?

You’re so pathetic, give it a rest

You’re not gonna win, you’re never gonna