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Eric Shaw
Eric Shaw
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When the sun peeks up behind the mountains And casts an orange glow It don't quite wash out the sight Of the neon lights below I've been here three days but I've got to say It feels more like thirty-five I keep meaning to learn my lesson But this happens every time I'm down to my last twenty With nothing much to show But an empty chair and a desperate prayer For bullets in the hole When the cards are dealt across the felt These eyes go black and cold My last chip's in the middle It's too late now to fold She's a siren on a cliff's edge And I'm speeding towards the rocks Might be headed for disaster But I can't shut this engine off And the lights and lies of nights gone by Have now faded into truth She's a devil in the desert And she's gonna get her due Yeah I'm a willing victim And my memory is short It's a battleground and this time around I'm settling the score When she gives me hell I should tuck my tail Turn around and run But I ain't one for good decisions When the bad ones are this much fun She's a siren on a cliff's edge And I'm speeding towards the rocks Might be headed for disaster But I can't shut this engine off And the lights and lies of nights gone by Have now faded into truth She's a devil in the desert And she's gonna get her due
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