Nickel and Dime

Duration

4:52

Genres

Singer/Songwriter (Male)

Lyrics

Saturday, it fell like sorrow Sunday came like no tomorrow ever could these days never should be so close to a suicide be colder than a last goodbye be stolen like a child bride be anything but lost in a dream and I don't know if I'll make it through another day I don't know if I'll find my way back home All I know is that they're waiting at the gate to take another little bite out of my soul. There's no big score there's no big hit they rob you blind but bit by bit dimes and nickels fall from pockets lockets lose their photographs Trade your soul to make it by sacrifice and get bled dry and I got no more tears to cry there's nothing left of me inside and I don't know if I'll make it.... Monday's sold to Tuesday's child who breaks the bank, the skin, the vial there is no timeliness in trial there is no guarantee pay the debts in blood and smoke feed the flames and go for broke it's always been a killing joke and no one's laughing now....