All alone Why do I need friends when I've got Plenty of enemies? I have a way Of finding out their sins and secrets Bringing them to their knees (Ah) the world owes me a debt (Ah) and now I've come to collect (Ah) so, don't get in my way I came up from nothing The streets were my playground I belong to the city And was raised on the stakes I claimed So I let the rumors Turn me into a legend 'Cause I'm only human But a good myth is hard to kill (A good myth is hard to kill) Maybe I'm Too obsessed with retribution Somebody has to pay By the time You figure out the rules I broke I've already won the game (Ah) the world owes me a debt (Ah) and now I've come to collect (Ah) so don't get in my way I came up from nothing The streets were my playground I belong to the city And was raised on the stakes I claimed So I let the rumors Turn me into a legend 'Cause I'm only human But a good myth is hard to kill Hard to kill A good myth is hard to kill Hard to kill A good myth is hard to kill The odds are stacked against me I keep my cards close to my chest Just let 'em see my worst and They'll never judge me for my best (Ah) the world owes me a debt (Ah) and now I've come to collect (Ah) so don't get in my way I came up from nothin The streets were my playground I belong to the city And was raised on the stakes I claimed So I let the rumors Turn me into a legend 'Cause I'm only human But a good myth is hard to kill

Mr. Crowley What went on in your head? Oh, Mr. Crowley Did you talk to the dead? Your lifestyle to me seems so tragic With the thrill of it all You fooled all the people with magic Yeah, you waited on Satan's call Mr. Charming Did you think you were pure? Mr. Alarming In nocturnal rapport Uncovering things that were sacred Manifest on this Earth Oh, conceived in the eye of a secret Yeah, and they scattered the afterbirth Mr. Crowley Won't you ride my white horse? Mr. Crowley It's symbolic, of course Approaching a time that is classic I hear that maiden's call Approaching a time that is drastic Standing with their backs to the wall Was it polemically sent? I wanna know what you meant I wanna know I wanna know what you meant, yeah!

Mister Crowley What went down in your head? Oh, Mister Crowley Did you talk to the dead? Your lifestyle to me seems so tragic With the thrill of it all You fooled all the faithful with magic Yeah, you waited on Satan's call Mister charming Did you think you were pure? Mister alarming In nocturnal rapport Uncovering things that were sacred Manifest on this earth Oh, conceived in the eye of a secret Yeah, they scattered the afterbirth Mister Crowley Won't you ride my white horse? Mister Crowley It's symbolic, of course Approaching a time that is classic I hear that maiden's call Approaching a time that is drastic Standing with their backs to the wall Was it polemically sent? I wanna know what you meant I wanna know I wanna know what you meant, yeah!