Dime a Dozen

I ain't afraid

You should know that

There's nothing in the dark to see now

Can't run away

And I can't look back

Got no options on the table

He said, "Sit back down

Sign on the dotted line

You're gonna get your due, I promise"

He said, "You read it wrong

It ain't that bad"

I stared into his eyes, with laughter

And it all comes down to this

And it all comes down to nothing

We vanish in the mist

Dime a dozen

That's what we're called

Dime a dozen

In the end we fall, fall, fall, fall, fall

Who knows what?

Don't you press your luck

They call it truth, but I call it treason

Don't you drive that road

Out past your brother's farm

Keep your head down, it's a hunting season

And it all comes down to this

And it all comes down to nothing

We vanish in the mist

Dime a dozen

That's what we're called

Dime a dozen

In the end we fall, fall, fall, fall, fall

Take a hit from this

You know we got no place to hide

Take a shot of this

Only oblivion's on our side

And it all comes down to this

And it all comes down to nothing

We vanish in the mist

Dime a dozen

That's what we're called

Dime a dozen

In the end we fall, fall, fall, fall, fall