all bets are off

tell me what you want

what you need

tell me what you want to give

how much blood would you bleed

i'ma tell you i'm a miss-conceiver

i'm a believer

someone better kick my fever

tell me its a 100 degrees

underneath my own flesh

everyone tells me it's a bit of a mess

someone tell the risk

i was never at the hit

i would never get this shit

off my chest though

i'm forgetful

someone better tell me

i was always on the edge

overstate your bearings

i would never underestimate

all barely my bets are off

everything was better off

all barely my bets are off

everything was better off

take your eyes off me

you don't want to

you'll see me when i'm gone

moral of the story was you're wrong

everything i gave and everything i lost

good things come at a cost

i left it on your head and when you ever overstate it

your thoughts are never everything wanted when you were

i'ma take it in the head with the signs of the disturbed

i'ma leave it on the style

on the christ when i bet on the set

let me speak on behalf of the dead

i'ma leave

i'ma speak

i'm sick in the head

come on

come on

all barely my bets are off

everything was better off

all barely my bets are off

everything was better off

tell the risk

i was never at the hit

i would never get this shit

off my chest though

i'm forgetful

someone better tell me

i was always on the edge

overstate your bearings

i would never underestimate

all barely my bets are off

everything was better off

all barely my bets are off

everything was better off