The Saint Of Lost Causes

I'm a bad dream, I'm not a nightmare, I'm too goody for that
 Let's just say, "I'm the last thing you wanna see coming"
 I'm the reason they say, "Watch your back
 But, for so long, I was like a wounded hound, backed into a chainlink fence
 The world at large, was just a big, mean kid
 Poking me through the fence with a stick
 Ain't nobody goin' back
 It takes a whole lotta hurt
 Paralyze one of life's biggest lessons
 Ain't got nothing to do with dessert
 Just pray to the saint of lost causes
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 Now it's a cruel world, but, it ain't hard to understand
 You got your sheep, got your shepherds, got your wolves amongst men
 It can be hard to tell
 You might find a wolf in shepherd's clothes
 And now, and then, you're gonna find sheep in amongst all those troubled souls
 You know the folks that's most afraid of the wolf?
 If you really stop and think
 Throughout time, between a wolf and a shepherd, who do you think has killed more sheep?
 Nah, there's nothing can be done
 It's just the way it goes
 First you get bad, then, you get mean
 Then there's nothing left but, to grow cold
 And pray to the saint of lost causes
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 Some will say "I've got no feeling, no heart, and surely no shame"
 Truth is that, this has been with me so long, that I, I must admit I kinda like the pain
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 How many encounters do you ever have?
 But again, how many wolves you ever seen?
 You got about as much chance of seeing one of them, as you do running into me
 Still take nothing for granted
 Might live on the best block in Beverly Hills
 Be sure you lock up tight at night
 'Cause, you know poor folks ain't got nothing to steal
 Just pray to the saint of lost causes