Dallas, Airports, Bodybags - American Music Club



Shuffling through people like cards

I can't find anyone to take my losing hand

Winning streak left me high and dry

A winning streak that slowly drains from the land



I'm hanging by a thread



Foget me i pray to the day

Tired of being stuck on a pin

Forget me don't see me this way

Jumping out of my skin



Hanging by a thread



Shuffling through people like cards

Let them blow around like sand

Maybe it'll uncover some beauty in their eyes

Maybe it'll give me a place to breathe

Maybe give me some room to stand



I'm hanging by a thread



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