Wolf In Sheeps Clothing

Am
Oh, you're throwing everything you 
have at me
cheap shots, low blows
                      F
will you ever let it go
you're so pathetic
           G
give it a rest
you're not gonna win
you're never gonna

Am
You love the sound of your own voice
in a crown of death upon your head
          F
come on, you and all your royalty
on the edge of infamy
   G
you're going to taste my fist
 C
You're so good at stretching the 
truth,
        Am
into a sugar coated lie.
F
Everyone takes a bite.
Am
I have been dining with the enemy.
                        G
It was a wolf in sheep's clothing.
                   Em
Now it's so clear to me.
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Oh-hhh-ohh
Am
I've had enough of your games
F                         G
if you're not trembling, you'd 
better be
                   Em
cause we're gonna be the end of you
Am
I've had enough of your games

F                           G
I'm gonna show them who you really 
are
And I can tell you right now,
G it won't be pretty
 [[[Am, F, G , Em]
You say, "I can convince anyone, 
anything"
provoking the anger of, a jealous 
God
still you spin a web of lies, fear, 
lust, pride, greed and shame
you said no one, oh you said no one 
escapes the pain, pa-a-a-ain.

I've had enough of your games
if you're not trembling, you'd 
better be
cause we're gonna be the end of you
I've had enough of your games
I'm gonna show them who you really 
are
And I can tell you right now, it 
won't be pretty
C
I'm a coward not a fighter, 
disguised as a lover
Am
in disguise, in disguise
C
For so long now, you held me down
Am
you held me, you held me down
C
you held me down
Am

you held me down for so long
but its not gonna last
Am
cause I can see right through your 
beautiful lies

I've had enough of your games
if you're not trembling, you'd 
better be
cause we're gonna be the end of you
I've had enough of your games
I'm gonna show them who you really 
are
And I can tell you right now, it 
won't be pretty
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Oh you're throwing everything you 
have at me
cheap shots, low blows
will you ever let it go
you're so pathetic
give it a rest
you're not gonna win
you're never gonna.