Songtext von Desperate

Every day and night, we're laid out, we're desperate Every day and night, we're bloodied, we're broken Every day and night Every day and night He sits and waits at the bar He scans the room for a mark and puts the bodies to work (We're laid out) Raises the glass to his lips Drinks and tries to forget the bodies washing ashore (We're desperate) Long for the taste and the sting The joy and pain that it brings To help quiet the nerves Came back home with a curse (We're bloodied) The bend, guilt and the weight The bane of blood in his veins A rotting gut full of hurt I’ll take the blame I deserve Let the cold world do its worst We try to hide from death but it keeps calling us in Trialed, empty, erased He wears the years on his face Thumbs a coin in his palm One more for luck, then I’m gone We try to hide from death but it keeps calling us in I’ll take the blame I deserve Let the cold world Every day and night, we're laid out, we're desperate Every day and night, we're bloodied, we're broken Every day and night Every day and night