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The Gamble

I can't tell you whether it will last

there's too much you don't know about my past

And so much that I haven't done quite yet

So would you want to take that bet?

Every time you call I raise the stakes

but you don't seem to learn from your mistakes

You've come to win my game and claim the prize

Well, hope's a bitch that never dies


You're running dry Your're running low You'll never get three cherries in a row

I see you're slowly getting out of cash There's no more silver in your secret stash You've gone too far and I've become your drug

and it's too late to pull the plug

You knew I'm hard to handle But boy, you love to gamble


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