Those cards, they got, dangerous highs
They got treacherous lows
She just can't keep it together
Left behind a trail of broken homes
One time, Got lucky
Too many times sitting on the fence
Looking for the suicide carrier
One fall down, dealer kill the rest
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That smell filling up the room
Mommy fall down, Mommy fall down, mother please
You're broke down, you cant keep running
She got a bullet in the magazine
Just can't leave it alone
She's all in... double or nothin'
(V2)
Too much, too soon
Selling her soul on the slot machines
Knocked up, not again, just another mouth to leave
So tired, so wired
Seven eleven done called it a day
Can't imagine what you're feeling inside
The cold hard steel of a forty five
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That smell filling up the room
Mommy fall down, Mommy fall down, mother please
You're broke down, you cant keep running
She got a bullet in the magazine
Just can't leave it alone
She's all in... double or nothin'