Lyrics for 'A Deck Stacked' by Redsix
Suits and ties
A sweet escape from strings that span the city skies
Risk it all on temporary alibis
This is who we are and all we advertise
Specialized in monetary gain
Have all the choirs singing
Hear their voices strain
Made of gold, I’m bought and sold
Watch as all the saints turn into sin
Broken steel that never heals
The dotted line is proof that we begin
I’m never alone
Old ghosts of bank notes, all the scattered bones
The broken homes are showing
I’m tired and shown
Old roads where they go marching one by one
The broken, shunned, unknowing
They want to see the weakness in your skin
And all the terms therein
They watch with cold intent as you begin
Watch them drag you in
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