Do you ever stop?
To say goodbye?
When the chips are low
When the cards are high?
Do your friends cry
When you let them go?
Can you feel the rush?
Can You feel the flow?
I've got the rip
I've got the roll
When I cast my bet
Life takes its toll
So hear me now
I've got to say
Feel it slip
And wash away.
My essence...So alone.
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