Verse 1 - low blues snarl

World walked in with a cold deck and a crooked grin

Dealt me long nights, short pay, and a busted tin

Dealt me flat horizons in a Melbourne grey

Dealt me goodbyes that learned how to stay

Still I laced my boots, still I tipped my hat

Pain makes a fine drum if you hit it like that

Hook - rap, crowd claps

World dealer, card cheater, can't beat ya?

Watch me.

Pain eater, street sweeper, beat keeper,

I turn a bruise to a backbeat, speaker to preacher

Chorus - metal shout with choir

PAIN! MISERY!

Deal it, deal it, you can't kill me!

PAIN! MISERY!

I wear it bright, come and see!

World hit hard, I hit back singing,

Broken bones still ringing, ringing!

Verse 2

Yeah, world gave me gravel, I gave it tap shoes

Gave me static, I found a frequency to use

Lost the job, kept the joke, lost the roof, kept the rhyme

If misery's a clock, I'm dancing out of time

Scar tissue sequins, stitch them to my coat

If I'm going under, I'm going with a note

Bridge - spotlight breakdown

Oh world, you mean old dealer

You took my bread, left me my hunger

Good. Hunger sings louder.

Deal again.

Final Chorus

PAIN! MISERY!

Turn the lights up, let them see me!

PAIN! MISERY!

Still standing, still breezy!

World, keep dealing, I'm still receiving,

Turning every bad card into believing!