Текст песни Face the Stakes - Brasma

Jimmy's all caught up in the deep end
Keeps on swimming up, but he's sinking
So he sticks around for the thriller
Jimmy's all big talk, keep a close eye
Clients fill in, just if he plays nice
Can't sacrifice that bigger picture

You poor, poor soul
You can't help what you don't know
That ambition and suspicion
Doesn't brood too well
I hope you find
That your past is far behind
Just let those demons dwell

Buen hombre, face the stakes
All the roads that you take
They don't lead you to the same place, oh no
It's all good, 'til you see
All the things you did to me
Yeah, works got you crazy
But don't lose it, baby
You're choosing a life of feeling good

Jimmy's all caught up in the deep end
See him anchored down, but he's breathin'
In fear he finds that satisfaction
Jimmy holds an oath with a loose clench
Slipped the "con" back into the context
To steer the blind to his attraction, oh

Poor, poor souls
We can't help what we don't know
Unofficial, sacrificial means to your ends
I hope you find
That we've lost our peace of mind
Drag us through the baggage you got
Making the rules bend

I don't know why
You just want our dreams to die
It's either leave yah, or believe the
Nonsense that you cry
For through your eyes
You see nothing but your lies
So you deserve what serves you right

Buen hombre, face the stakes
All the roads that you take
They don't lead you to the same place, oh no
It's all good, for a while
'Til you stop forcing that smile
Yeah, works got you crazy
So don't fool me, baby

It's all good, 'til you see
All the things you did to me
Yeah, works got you crazy
But you know what baby?
You're choosing a life of feeling good

Slipping to your death for quite a while
Doesn't feel like dying when you-