Waiting like a polecat, like a barfly
Just waisting breath
I count them leaving my body
Each one lost forever
Each one closer to death
See, I found this great escape
One where you can feel better
Swallow these and you'll forget her
One where the world calls you a quitter
Only you live with the demons up there
Simply trade in your time
Lose your days and lose your mind
Dropping out, Losing face
I can feel fine during these wasted nights
But you must part with gleam of a soul in your eyes
Its simple in the under streetlights
Stumbling blindly amidst the neon signs
Yet your mornings become uneasy afternoons
Your evenings on the rocks with the taste whiskey
And your life is always in ruins
Losing jobs and losing friends
All things good come to an end
All things difficult become magnified
Step up to the dealer, roll your dice…
Ive always lost gambling with the soul in im my eyes
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