Last night I heard you were going
Going for a stay
Bound for some other shore
To let your garbage lay
And now you're running backwards
Right into your grief
Gathering your weapons
Rippin' 'em with your teeth
And that's so unexciting
And that's the way it seems
Sooner we'll be done for
Somewhere in between
Slick and dark and hungry
It's the only game in town
Gamble in a no-man's land
Rippin' faces down
The flames shooting outward
Everywhere you are
The temperature is a-blazing
Turning tricks and cards
And that's so unexciting
And that's the way it seems
Sooner we'll be done for
Somewhere in between
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