VON BONNEVILLE - Cards With The Devil
текст песни

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?
What way 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 the storm
I been burning my tightrope
But I've got the beat of the bones
In this town those dark waters..