Lyrics
Fleeing from the broken place
Shards, fall like cards
Around my face
What's on the deck today
An ace, a diamond cuts the rot away
Or a club
And then a spade
To dig the grave
The colours run in murmurs to my heart
Fights, in the night for the right to carve
I know it's sad to fall apart
But it's not always what it seems
Reasons to move and fade
For a club
and then a spade
To dig the grave
Wa-oh!
I've loved a woman every land I've lived
I've been betrothed and I've been left for dead
I've sold my body while my soul has wept
I've scrubbed the floors and I've cleaned the deck
Ah the deck, the deck
All the cards into to my chest
And the rest, is dead
In the ashes nothing left
Just a club
And then a spade
To dig the grave
WRITERS
Anton Cederquist, Anton Cederqvist, Elias Hall, Rebecca Farley, Jesper Stenberg
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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Top Emotion
Sadness
Sentiment
Theme
Abuse and Violence
