Lyrics The Wicked - Pyrophoria

Mary slaughtered her lamb because it got out of hand
She said she realized the tales were flimflam
The Wolf in Little Red said I'll be damned
Don't huff and puff when you have a battering ram

There's no rest for the wicked, and we all understand
Might as well be hanged for a sheep as a lamb

I'll tell you what happens when villains sit back
Life's a bitch, so it picks up the slack
If you want a fairy tale, well I've got a stack
If you're not a villain, you're an amnesiac

There's no rest for the wicked, and we all understand
Might as well be hanged for a sheep as a lamb

I am the lone wolf, the damsel digressed
The damsel was lost, but she was not distressed
Fight fire with fire if you want to protest
I became a villain to survive the unrest