Primal Fear - Conviction lyrics

Put your tie on and tug up Hide yourself behind Your three piece suit To fool the world And gamble on and on Raise your stake go for round lot Take our worldly goods And waste our money That we gave to you in trust In trust Corrupt curator You cheat the gallows and decamp Conviction We're goin' to get ya Conviction We're gonna burn your hiding place Style your hair and grease your hands Constrict your big, fat belly With a belt and play The games you play the best At last Always been a bucketeer Made good gain by accident And climbed the ladder With our money and estate Sorry fate Corrupt curator You cheat the gallows and decamp Conviction We're goin' to get ya Conviction We're gonna burn your hiding place