I try to loosen up the knots in my stomach
But I get caught in all the loose ends
Push it down so far, till it plummets
And here I am, tied up in it, again..
My brain is drawing conclusions
With a sharp pen, so permanent
My heart and brain dueling confusion
A very twisted one sided tournament
But I will never win against my brain
my poker face is too nervous
It calls me out, points at my doubts
and lays my cards upon the surface
So I say "hit me" and it does
It hits every corner of my guts
Takes my chips, and my luck
I should have known they'd catch the bluff
Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 4:55 PM UTC
I try to loosen up the knots in my stomach
But I get caught in all the loose ends
Push it down so far, till it plummets
And here I am, tied up in it, again..
My brain is drawing conclusions
With a sharp pen, so permanent
My heart and brain dueling confusion
A very twisted one sided tournament
But I will never win against my brain
my poker face is too nervous
It calls me out, points at my doubts
and lays my cards upon the surface
So I say "hit me" and it does
It hits every corner of my guts
Takes my chips, and my luck
I should have known they'd catch the bluff
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