wake myself up before the game and get my ass in the car
to get down to 75th and state line to gamble
my last dime to recoup my loss from last night
i don’t have a problem i swear
i’m just up a 100 here and there, maybe down 12(k)
but that don’t matter cause i’ll just make it back one day
on some left field parlay with my luck
i’ve been known to make a bad choice or two and i think
maybe that this could qualify as one of those things
but when the money hits the endorphins kick
and you think no wonder why that you’re hooked on it
you take a bite of it, and next thing you the know they find you in a pit
are you in? let’s make this game interesting
the dollar rules my life, corrupting sport to vice
in 5 years don’t be surprised, if i’m found dead playing dice
supported by 6 fans who also own “the state line sports gambler”
Shoegaze overdosing on meth and caffeine pills. Every release on Cloudrat's discography is a different flavor of insanity. This one is rocky road with a twist of antifreeze. Ghuughra
supported by 6 fans who also own “the state line sports gambler”
one of the most brutal and relentless albums i've ever heard. it's as if someone is yelling at the top of their lungs in your face for twenty eight minutes, and it's beautiful. it's so crushing and heavy, i honestly can't get enough. hellokittysatan