One hand washes the other One eye open when I sleep One thing leads to another One's sleeping six feet deep Two faces in the mirror The two rights erase the wrong Two choices which one's clearer? Do I fight or do I run?
I played cards with the devil I made a bet with a ghost I made sure they'll never Find the cure for a crooked soul
I see nothing but black clouds I'm in the eye of a storm I been rurning on a tightrope But I've got the beat by the hornes In this town, blood is like water In this place, nothing's for free And i'm tangled in it's web Come on kiss the best of me