We Gamble on the Lot
He slides me a card
across the table,
and it glides like it's on ice.
the two that came before
have left me feeling cold,
so maybe there is ice under this cloth,
or maybe my body's getting ready to lose.
the old man next to me...
across the table,
and it glides like it's on ice.
the two that came before
have left me feeling cold,
so maybe there is ice under this cloth,
or maybe my body's getting ready to lose.
the old man next to me...