Play Within Your Limit
To all the folk still wearing
That choke-chain gambler's collar
Who try to play within their limits
But bet their bottom dollar
To the disappointed hopeful
With his head held in his hands
You heard jackpot sounds that shook the ground
Yeah you were lied to man
To the woman and her duffle bag
With plans to beat the house
They are going to hypnotize you
Its a trap sweetheart, get out!
To fortunes few who make the news
With a big old giant cheque
Don't let them take your picture
You are bait to catch the rest
They don't show that man who lost his home
Free falling to his death
They don't tell you how that woman
Fit a rope around her neck
And they say they want the players
That will bet within their limit
But the house was built up brick by brick
By all the ones who didn't
Copyright © Kyle Kriticos | Year Posted 2016
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