Sick'n tired of fabrications It's all you do Strange games that you are playing Acting like a fool It's the end of the rope You're standing back to the wall It's the end of all hope You're forgotten and gone You don't have what it takes Standing there in the firing line You just have to learn the tools of the trade Sinking to oblivion It's the next in line No grasp of reality Your lies entwine Your dungeon is dark You're shacked on to your world You're missing the spark Your voice can't never be heard You don't have what it takes Standing there in the firing line You just have to learn the tools of the trade It takes much more you know Walking through the scorching flames You just have to learn the tools of the trade