Lyrics Place Your Bets - Parousia , Bill Simms

I need your love, get off the stage
Living your dreams, in silent rage
There is no calm, before the storm
Place Your Bets

I miss your love, come play my style
Verdict is in, you had your trial
Here is the key, cozy and warm
Not Dead Yet
Come See How The Rats Run

I feel the cage your freedom brings
There is no hope, no diamond rings
I have my dreams, safe and secure
Place Your Bets

How can I go, go on like this
Nothing has changed in synthesis
Torturing me with endless eyes
Not Dead Yet
Come See How The Rats Run

There is a place within my mind
Doing the things I want in kind
Something is there I may not find

Take the high road
Take the high road
Tomorrow
Tomorrow