this is my odyssey of stranded people like a mesh folding up after the journey through the wastelands i'll cup my hands around her before she gets caught i tell her she's innocent and she'll show me she's not still wasting flesh,laying next to her the vision of a blur while dancing this tiresome walz i am the papertiger that kills paperdolls, that's my most convincing diguise i bet ten bucks for the royal flush i bet on the first roll of the dice she has lived so many lives i am still cutting cardboard, unsheathe my sword, flashing tears of a battlecry i am still trying to live a gambler's life descent the hive, trench warfare along allies a stench of piss and fuel down below neon-light skies a french kiss, only a fool'd frown upon resting on your inner thighs so put your head where my heart used to be until the day i am borne away by the flies i bet ten bucks on the royal flush i bet on the first roll of the dice fuck ... i can tell you i am the vulture