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Truth be told I never had a chance Picture the scene: All red-faced Put off by the well-put together Tides turned and sweet revenge or better. I wrote the book on firm hands I closed the case running miles in the sand. I wrote the book on firm hands I closed the case running miles in the sand. Despite what you think I'm checking out Despite what you've done, it's working out Respect myself less and less But fight with the wrong words; never choose what's best, Checks i can't cash, wrote in full. Flex truth killed by the push and pull. Checks i can't cash, wrote in full. Flex truth killed by the push and pull. GO! I've tried to kill the enemy I know so well. But never met one last knife to pay off all lost bets One last knife One last knife to pay off all lost bets Letras de cancionesLost bets Truth be told I never had a chance Picture the scene: All red-faced Put off by the well-put together Tides turned and sweet revenge or better (Thanks to Ash Harris for these lyrics) From Letras Mania