Surf Curse — Randall Flagg

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Times are hard enough without the changes
Why are fires started by a cool wind?
And I’ve been to Tennessee, have been to Vegas
Place your bets, baby
Don’t bet on me, don’t bet on me

‘Cause I’m a liar and I can taste it
Like a ruby in the pavement
In the backyard of my sick head
I need holding, I need saving

‘Cause I’m a fuck up, but I’m famous
What a combo for entertainment
I want to trust you, but the thief said
«Don’t bet on me, don’t bet on me»

Saw myself inside of a painting
Startled by the way my face’s paint
And I hate Tennessee and I hate Vegas
Place your bets, baby
«Don’t bet on me, don’t bet on me»

‘Cause I’m tired and I’m anxious
Of the monster in my basement
It eats jewelry, it eats children
It comes through me like an old friend

But I’m trying to believe in
Something holy, something ancient
I want to trust it, but the thief said
«Don’t bet on me, don’t bet on me»

Because I’m trying to believe in
Something holy, something ancient
I want to trust it, but the thief said
«Don’t bet on me, don’t bet on me»

Don’t bet on me, don’t bet on me
Don’t bet on me, don’t bet on me
Don’t bet on me, don’t bet on me
Don’t bet on me, don’t bet on me

Don’t bet on me, don’t bet on me
Don’t bet on me, don’t bet on me
Don’t bet on me, don’t bet on me
Don’t bet on me, don’t bet on me!