fever
More numbers than figures swirling around my brain
ups and downers it's all the same
cannot tell you, which order they all lye
how can I get six alright.
Chorus;
Lottery fever what am i to do
burning holes in my pockets, my feelings are blue
for all the work, I only get two
like my savings account, what am I to do.
Ready and willing to jump any hurdle
my hungry diet, starts to curdle
nothing promising, but plenty to gain
I might be staring at you, though I have no blame.
Wasted moments, maybe a wasted life
who knows what is, trouble and strife
peicing together to be, a matter of fact
by the naked eye all is broken, but to me is intact.Chorus.
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