Crooked Fingers - The Counterfeiter Lyrics

So pleased the way they calmly come for you

Arriving at your gate

Your ghost have come to choose

A play to carve your crime

Cut red in two

Your back to spear your name'

They've come to end the truce

You don't belong here

Your hearts a fake

The ghost who choose you were mistaken

Crossing off your name now

The cold blood in your heart

It's traveling it's way down

To give you what you want

A little line you got a lot to lose

Don't toss it all away,

Mad clawing at the moon

I catch fire, and all the doctors say

The Jack your trying to claim

Is shattered and in ruin

Out in the cold clear

Hot on the make

All of the doctors know your faking

Crossing off your name now

The cold blood in your heart

Is traveling it's way down

To give you what you want

To give you what you want

To give you what you want

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