We All Get Played When The Cards Are Dealt

Survival guilt pops got buried in the bible belt
We only know death when the time is killed
We all get played when the cards are dealt
There's a shadow sitting at my table
Pale white horses in my stable
Bright blue skies in a body bag
Suspense and apprehension, hypertension
Tourniquet around my neck
All these knives up in my chest
Are expectations and regret
Devastation destination
Don't know where I'm going
Don't know who I'm serving
Don't know what I'm doing
Life is for the living
I'm just hope I'm learning