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HORRORSHOW : Dire Straits Pt. 1 lyrics

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HORRORSHOW lyrics : "Dire Straits Pt. 1"

He wraps a smile round his tired face
to hide the marks of the +walk of life+ through +dire straits+

No +brothers in arms+, the +sultan of mood swing+
Moving in tune with the melodies that truth sings
He knows the music will stop

and he's okay with that, he can face the facts
He just wants it to mean something to these people when he fades to black
And he's not sure, fighting for a lost cause and effect

He tries to find clarity behind locked doors in his head
And if you saw him, you wouldn't know it
Hell, his friends don't

He's just another lost soul who blocks the world out with his headphones
Words signify nothing, he doesn't feel your complements
Doesn't believe the things you say when you try to build his confidence

There is no success, only an inability to realise a goal
This blackjack of all trades playing with the rest, he might just fold
He can see what his opponents hold, read their tactics, call their bluffs

But he can't play his own hand right, it's not enough
It's the way he plays, convinced he's lost from the first turn
He reads the other players fine from the skirts to the hurt words

The smirks to the T-shirts, the nervous to the certain
Every apple has it's earthworms
Sorry, he gets carried away when he's writing in the third person

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