Got damn your hands are on fire
I feel your luck tonight
Bring down a bottle of black
and start a pillow fight
Your eyes are heavy and your heart is a drunk
You lost a fortune and now you´re
Broke…
You are broke...
Drop dead you wake up slowly
returning to your grave
Forget your pockets are empty
and no ones left to save
Your wounds are buried and your cramps are gone
You lost a fortune again but you don´t mind
But you don't
Mind…
You don't mind...
(that you are)
You are broke…
You are broke...