Snake Eyes Songtext
von Frank Carter & The Rattlesnakes
Snake Eyes Songtext
Here I lay
My stomach burning
Body in pain while the room keeps turning
There′s blood on the sheets and my skin
I need a bigger hole to bury me in
(What did I do last night, and will I be ashamed?)
What did I do last night, and will I be ashamed?
I keep on losing, but I can't stop playing this game
Here I lay
My throat on fire
My stomach acid, it keeps getting higher and higher
And I′m locked on my hands and knees
In sweat and tears, just begging please
I promise I won't do this again
I'm in a daze at the end of the bottle
Clearer days are all long forgotten
I need your help, but I can′t say it
Pull me out, I ain′t gonna make it
And I guess the only thing to do
Is break all of my promises to you
To you
And I know what is wrong from right
But I will always roll the dice
'Cause in my eyes, there might be something better
And at this point
What′s another measure?
Raw, raw, raw, raw
Yeah
I need your help, but I can't say it
Pull me out, I ain′t gonna make it
And I guess the only thing to do
Is break all of my promises to you
To you
I need your help but I can't say it
Pull me out I ain′t gonna make it
And I guess the only thing to do
Is break all of my promises to you
To you
My stomach burning
Body in pain while the room keeps turning
There′s blood on the sheets and my skin
I need a bigger hole to bury me in
(What did I do last night, and will I be ashamed?)
What did I do last night, and will I be ashamed?
I keep on losing, but I can't stop playing this game
Here I lay
My throat on fire
My stomach acid, it keeps getting higher and higher
And I′m locked on my hands and knees
In sweat and tears, just begging please
I promise I won't do this again
I'm in a daze at the end of the bottle
Clearer days are all long forgotten
I need your help, but I can′t say it
Pull me out, I ain′t gonna make it
And I guess the only thing to do
Is break all of my promises to you
To you
And I know what is wrong from right
But I will always roll the dice
'Cause in my eyes, there might be something better
And at this point
What′s another measure?
Raw, raw, raw, raw
Yeah
I need your help, but I can't say it
Pull me out, I ain′t gonna make it
And I guess the only thing to do
Is break all of my promises to you
To you
I need your help but I can't say it
Pull me out I ain′t gonna make it
And I guess the only thing to do
Is break all of my promises to you
To you
Writer(s): Christopher Frank Carter, Dean Anthony Richardson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com