Текст: Aphasia. Fact & Fiction. House Of Cards.

All bets in
now all bets off
I watched you play me; it's easy to see
your bittersweet hypocrisy has soured my good mood
so I walked away from the pain you deal
I walked away from your game
I've had enough

this hand is worthless so now you can count me out
your house of cards has finally come crashing over you
and I will be fine because the odds are against you now
in this game of aces high you drew the two

I'm through I'm sick off all your games
and I'm so tired of you
I walked away from the pain you deal
I walked away from your game
I've had enough

I've taken it upon myself now
to let you know
that I can't take this
the cold embrace of this knife in my back
and your hands on my mouth

just reach into my throat
start tearing out my heart
you took it all away from me
just reach into my throat
start tearing out my lungs
'cause you took my voice away
and now I have no choice