I was sitting cut, spitting blood
with my pride collapsed.
Sickened to the gut, lit one up,
Let my mind relax.
I once thought that I could walk away.
But I was fitted up, slid n shut,
you knew I'd react.
I know I'll never get the last laugh,
only the blame
And I should never let my dark heart
blacken my name
but I'm addicted to the hard part of
playing the game
and never settle for a draw
but you're forever levelling the score.
Doubled up and clawing the floor
as the comedown came.
Shivering like a whore turning tricks
in the London rain.
I once thought that I could walk away.
Never should have fought in your war
in that dumbed down state.
I know I'll never get the last laugh,
only the shame
And I should never let my dark heart
blacken my name,
but I'm addicted to the hard part of
playing the game
and never settle for a draw,
but you're forever levelling the score.
Still living with the curse,
we've a hell of a history
I'm driven by a thirst
for your delicate twist.
For bringing out my worst,
you're the first on my list.
You got me cos you knew I wouldn't run.
I know I'll never get the last laugh,
only the shame
that I should ever let my dark heart
blacken my name
but I'm addicted to the hard part of
playing the game
and never settle for a draw
but you're forever levelling the score.
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