Feed us doubt
Trouble comes in pairs
I could've heed this warning
But I was busy removing the head of a hydra
-Dead to rights was it
Was there anything you could've said
To provoke a good response?
'Cause now I'm in dismay
And I know we're all in danger
And I know we're all afraid
But the Promised Lands' worth it in the end
I hack further into my feelings
I slice closer to the source
Problems sprout like little seedlings
-Take one out, then birth two more
I couldn't make this up
I was after anything thing to show I'm brave
I am stuck in a jungle of avarice
-Kept me hungry
-Kept me a slave
I only did more action 'cause my words never found their home
I tried to tell myself there was hope and no more misery
Ah—that was the end of me...
Ever since that day I've self-destructed
I'm the enemy
I've made my peace with that
And it's okay
We don't survive and get to walk away without a scratch
No, trouble comes in pairs!
And it comes in starving
Comes in violent
Comes in snarling
Comes in angry and greedy
No one can make it stop
I fear we've neared the end of the rope
I couldn't make this up!
I was after anything to give me strength
And I interpret that as virtue
I interpret that as justice and good deeds
But you know that I know it's over
Don't you know I know!
That's why you jab at me with prejudice
And I keep being more and more discreet
Convinced that I can change the outcome
I flounder as I'm cutting
And cutting and cutting and cutting the heads
-Wild and rampant!
We can't stop it!
No, trouble's always coming
And coming and coming and coming in pairs
But it took that doubt to make me cower