"The Stakes I Made"
[1980s Southern Rock with some 1980s Pop Thrown in for Extra Measure], [Three Guitarists who Are Playing and Singing]
"The Stakes I Made"
[1980s Southern Rock with some 1980s Pop Thrown in for Extra Measure], [Three Guitarists who Are Playing and Singing]
Lyrics
Intro
Verse
Good day to the ones who sold you.
No more painful days that held you.
Lost in a game of gain or loss.
Gambled away... fists of trust.
Bridge
The dust on your lips... counter my words.
The rust on your fists... shackle my verse.
Chorus
Won't let you come... back.
Won't let you return... yeah.
The coast where I will sleep.
Won't hear your passing reaps.
I won't let ya back.
Verse
A game of poker, no card... dealt.
Sealed lips and blinded eyes.
The cheaters gift their lies.
No beaters till sunrise.
Bridge
Hiding ghosts in your hands.
You stare for a second... but the Joker's your plan.
But still I...
Chorus
Won't let you come... back.
Won't let you return... yeah.
The coast where I will sleep.
Won't hear your passing reaps.
I won't let ya back.
Verse
My own woman lost her hand.
All the cash went to some man.
The devil laughs from afar.
See blood drippin down every... heart.
Bridge
But she knows the way hands move.
No fingers hiding what... you can't... prove.
Oh.
Chorus
Won't let you come... back.
Won't let you return... yeah.
The coast where I will sleep.
Won't hear your passing reaps.
I won't let ya back.
Outro