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Skinny man, saw him through a crack in the door
Cheekbones, feet were hardly touching the floor
A little room, clothes piled up everywhere
Wouldn't let me in, after all the times I'd been in there
This time there was something in his eyes
He'd rolled the dice again
Wicked angel, drunker than a gambler
Tall tales of love, fame, and grandeur
His wounds hidden beneath a blanket of smoke
To my surprise, his last words to me he spoke:
My lies are wiser than they appear
I'm hardly here
And ain't it strange
It's me who has found the light
Splitting apart the night
I'm skinny but I can fight
So slow down, this is not the time to rush
This space tightens when you start to push
A little time, certain things will fall into place
A little more, and I'll be gone without a trace
Look here, look deep into my eyes
I've rolled the dice again
(Instrumental break)
Running down
The avenue of lights
Splitting apart in the night
I'm skinny but I can fight
So slow down, this is not the time to rush
This space tightens when you start to push
A little time, certain things will fall into place
A little more, and I'll be gone without a trace