High Stakes

I was born in a small city in the middle of the swamp. Radioactive waves from the factory, I am a real mutant No chance to escape from the hole, but you can make a wish. Sit down at the black game table and play dice I lose. You win. Because my soul in flames. Big game, the stakes are very high. At the cost of life My opponent is very ugly, red eyes rotten teeth and horns. Once again, he throws three sixes and the devil comes To get out of the cold madness, I put my guitar at stake. That's all I have in my soul there. I try again I lose. You win. Because my soul in flames. Big game, the stakes are very high. At the cost of life Stay with me May be even play I'm happy the joy the club real of suicide I lose. You win. Because my soul in flames. Big game, the stakes are very high. At the cost of life