Drake

We meet with a handshake a smile and a sneer

But the malice is lurking beneath the veneer

As the light flickers out on the beacon of hope

Throw a bone to the kid on the ropes

Throw a bone to the kid on the ropes

As the light flickers out on the beacon of hope

Throw a bone to the kid on the ropes

You were briefly embraced by a spirit of trust

But it soon blows away in a grey cloud of dust

Now you're not really sure who to blame or to thank

With your boat drifting into the bank

With your boat drifting into the bank

Now you're not really sure who to blame or to thank

With your boat drifting into the bank

With a blanket of truth there to cushion your fall

Now we both have our truths but yours ain't mine at all

And without a foundation to hold it in place

It disappears without leaving a trace

We peel back the skin on eve's apple of faith

Let the curtain come down on this sad cabaret

Just like prisoners rot in their cells with disdain

We sit counting the ring on our chains

We sit counting the rings on our chains

Just like prisoners rot in their cells with disdain

We sit counting the rings on our chains