Troika by Timi Tamminen

People always figure out new ways to let you down
Never underestimate the might of the clueless crowd
And I made the classic mistake thinking you don't count
Got away so fast I must have broken the speed of sound

You can nail me on that rotting cross with those rusty nails
Or bury me twelve meters deep and try to taint my name
Because I won't ever stop for someone's silly games
I've got better things to do than chasing tails
I'm too busy pulling a troika in the rain
And sometimes you got to leave a dead horse on the trail

Save yourself!
Save yourself!
Save yourself!

People always figure out new ways to let you down
Never underestimate the bile of the jealous crowd
Sure, look for the best in people but expect the worst outcome
Bad luck tends to creep back in while you're staring at the sun

Save yourself!
Save yourself!
Save yourself!
Save yourself!

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