I can't stop feeling used
I can't stop feeling you
come on come on, please tell me what it's like
come on come on, please tell me what you like
I can't compete with that sweet smell of defeat
bet it all on black but red is what you fucking need
finders keepers, losers sit back
watch the finders gloat
finders keepers, losers sit back
watch the finders lose everything
you're right you're right, we've put up a hell of a fight
you're right you're right, it's on fate to decide
tell me what you need, I'll give you everything
the crows look on as greed consumes everything
make your move, because we are all doomed
because this is the year of the vulture
so make your move
let the liars lie
let the ragers rage
let the vultures consume
nothing left but to lose