No Cab Fare

I’m the casino that pays nothing when you win
Please put your money in
I have no sort of future plan
I never saw myself too far in it
Thinking too much never got me anywhere
It never paid for my cab fare
Not once and just because
I’ve got these slow reactions
You’ve got this bitter twist
I’m leaning over my pockets
I thought about it more but
Night passes far too slow when on a bench far too loaded with everyone’s s***
Thinking too much never got me anywhere
It never paid for my cab fare
And I’m thinking too much
I saw around it more but
Night passes far too slow it’s like a gun kept unloaded
What’s the f***ing point?
I’m like a casino that pays
Nothing when you win the poker game
It’s not how I want it it’s just
I have a tendency to push until the molecules break
And it’s not my fault
It’s a god damn molecule breakdown
I thought about it more but
Night passes, I could care less
Close eyes, accept the nonsense
And that’s the f***ing point