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You can keep on pushing
But I know youre never gonna fight
You better keep on looking
Cause its written down in black and white
Seven come eleven youre rolling snake eyes
Every time you rill the dice
Theres some good old blood
Id help if I could
But dont you know my hands are tied
You got your back to the wall
Should you raise or call
I wouldnt take that chance
You got the dead mans hand
The light in the tunnel is gonna be a rumbling train
Loaded full of trouble
The next stop has got your name
You got a one-way ticket on a dead end track
You take it on down the line
Before you knew what hit ya
You were flat on your back
But you thought that you were doing alright
You got your back to the wall
Should you raise or call
I wouldnt take that chance
You got the dead mans hand
You stay on top, to get a roll
You never stop, till you lose it all
Yeah you was hot, But now youre cold
Watch another one take the fall
You gonna deep on talking
Hoping you can justify
Tell your story when youre walking
Cause the wishing well is running dry
You getting highs and lows
And the lady knows youre playing for your life
Youre a dead man holding aces and eights
And your lucks fun out this time
You got your back to the wall
Should you raise or call
I wouldnt take that chance
You got the dead mans hand
You got your back to the wall
Should you raise or call
I wouldnt take that chance
You got the dead mans hand