I poke my veins pretty hard
And allow the others to play the cars
Will I win or will I not
I don’t care for I don’t believe in jack-pot
You rattle and hiss and gamble along
Was the blind-fold worn for too long?
Misery knocked me down
When truth bungeed with a notorious frown.
Let’s hold it, say not for a minute now.
Don’t even ask what, when and how.
For you know, you’ve wandered for a while now
Without knowing that you dug my grave, so sound
I know not my love, you could scavenge
Neither do I ask you if it was any revenge
But I regret for you having me on the bedroom wall
When you crippled me, leaving me behind, unable to crawl
Into the darkness of my own world
I wish nothing so lame to unfurl.
Good-by too late,
For this ransom of yours sealed the fate.
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