The Great Con Lyrics

Ivan Campo The Great Con

[Verse 1]
The Great Con won't lead
Money laundered up my sleeve
And when I hear his name
Disappear or feel his pain
Such a tough soul to tame
Saddle up across the plain
A lonely heart in the rain

[Chorus]
When will you learn
Playing with fire causes third degree burns
A careless satire
You once called a friend
Shattered the peace
Karma will get me again

[Verse 2]
To all deceased
Will you ever find your peace
I shoulder the blame
Merely pawns in my game
And as he approached
A lump formed in my throat
I'm sorry to encroach

[Chorus]
When will you learn
Playing with fire causes third degree burns
A careless satire
You once called a friend
Shattered the peace
Karma will get me again