Dallas, Airports, Bodybags Lyrics
Shuffling through people like cardsI can't find anyone to take my losing hand Winning streak left me high and dry A winning streak that slowly drains from the land I'm hanging by a thread Foget me I pray to the day Tired of being stuck on a pin Forget me don't see me this way Jumping out of my skin Hanging by a thread Shuffling through people like cards Let them blow around like sand Maybe it'll uncover some beauty in their eyes Maybe it'll give me a place to breathe Maybe give me some room to stand I'm hanging by a thread
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