Masters of the realm, servants of the pigs, courtiers of the crown
Raised on trouble, caught in the blast
This moral down-pour will never last.
Saviours of the law, shadows of spin, sisters of war
Raised for trouble, caught in the blast
This mortal outrage will never last
Hold on
I'll never want for nothing but the weight on my shoulders
Pushing and pulling from killer to the killed
What a melodramatist I've turned into baby
Measured and sinful and pleasured by the skin
Holders of the reins, breakers of hearts, suitors to the cause
Raised on trouble, caught in the act
Crawl through the debris and never look back
Workers of the world, makers of dissent, breakers of the law
Raised for trouble, caught in the act
Wade through the river and never go back.
And I, I'm on a mission again
Blessed and unbroken, born to ruin
Hold on
I'll never want for nothing but the sound of devotion
Living and dying from thriller to the thrilled
Turning from the poison yet high on the redemption
Measured and sinful and pleasured once again
