Death Over a Card Game
Would say sorry
But I'm not
Yeah, drank too much
Whats new? Lost my touch
Game of queens got heated
Couldn't stay seated
Lost my hand, lost my money
It wasn't alright honey
Not that night
Dim lights,
Drunken fights
I had a bone to pick
Losing money makes me sick
Look, things were said
I know you're dead
But I wasn't in my senses not to shoot
But I cleaned myself, washed my suit
And washed the blood away
Would say I'm sorry
But I'm not
The power in me was glowing
And the adrenaline was flowing
Didn't mean to let the bullet fly
Not because you would die
But because I wasn't in my senses
But at least now, I can pay my expenses
Copyright © Princess Xia | Year Posted 2014
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