i m not about to lose this time cause i m not playing this game to set a bet down on the line the risk would have to match the itch the sacrifice is always nice when the gold shines but when there s nothing that you prize it s a fool s wish the quavering between the eyes i m not feeling that pain to settle with the legs entwined the act must surpass the ache the sacrifice is always nice when the gold shines but when there s nothing that you prize it s a foolish game i m not gonna lose i m not this time cause i m not playing this game to set a bet down on the line the risk would have to match the itch i m not about to lose this time cause i m low blind