Snake Eyes Or the Turn of a Friendly Card

Take the chance and fly away.. Cast of my safeguards and throw them aside.. Out there taking chances.. Will need a lucky break.. Can a gamble really work?.. Is it worth the risk?.. These days are long and lack routine.. I'm sitting in the moment.. Like a rabbit in the spotlight. My stomach' s turning like a fairground ride.. Afraid to run away.. These feet are set in clay.. Yet still I sit and wait. Stunted by conviction.. I'm stranded in my padded world.. Sitting shattered with my disillusionment.. And daily disappointment.. Embrace my contradictions.. I'll sign my own confession.. My mind is sinking titanically.. Paralysed by doubt and fear.. Please don't shed a tear.. I'm standing in a empty room.. Where do I go from here?