Afghan Whigs

Afghan Whigs - The Lottery songtekst

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Let it be light, baby

Where there's none

Memories bite, baby

Never done



I control, collect, collide

Come in slow, that's alright

Let it be night, baby

Come undone now



Let it be night, lady

Watch them run

The enemy lies waiting

For the sun



I control, collect, collide

To let go is to bet your life

Let it be light, baby

Till there's none



The lottery, the ritual

The consequence, the criminal

Come back to me, I've been them all

Come bedtime, come bad times



Let it be night and then I'm born again

Remedy disguise the poison pen

You let her slip out of the tourniquet again



The lottery, still waiting for the show

A part of me can't let it go

I'll fade to black, a parable

Incognizant, incomparable



And now we've reached the end

One for now

One for always

One for me

One for yourself



I'm ready

I'm ready

Ready
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