Lyrics of
Musicians Like Gamblers Like Drunks Like Me

Hold, drip fair into your blood
Just enough to keep you going
To keep your head in the games we'd played
Like its all for fun,
Than it's all to be won
Forgetting it's all for keeps
And pain, some of your loses against your game
You add them up, they're about the same
Just enough to roll the dice again
For another day lay
down all the tears
Though the house always wins
And you should be,
Somewhere else you see
I'm dying, a dying breed
And you should be,
Somewhere else you see
I'm dying, a dying breed
And love, the curve ball caught by us
The perfect mystery not to solve
The puppet strings that hold us up to stand,
to go to work
Find a desk to sit behind
and all that shit
But you should be,
Somewhere else you see
I'm dying, a dying breed
And you should be,
Somewhere else you see
I'm dying, a dying breed
You should be,
somewhere else you see
But you won't,
You're stuck by me