Blackjack from Modern Jukebox by Of Gentlemen & Cowards

I know you're having trouble not to show up late
With little motivation to enjoy the day
And though there's not a lot for me to change that way
I'll make it all the better till home
I know you're only doing this until the fall
Sometimes in life you're gonna have to make those calls
I'm sure you'll find a way to go appease the boss
And make it all the better till home

So don't stop, keep it up and moving
Nothing in the world is gonna make you lose it
And oh, I swear, it's not so bad

Nobody knows what life to pick
Oh, we're all just trying it to see what sticks
But inside us all is a doubt, we're doing it wrong
No nobody sees what you think we see
When we close our eyes, it's infinity
Yeah we're all messed up playing blackjack with our dreams

With Ronnie walking by me in a suit and tie
I know that man this wasn't how you saw your life
But still I see you serving in the punch in line
To take a little more to the home
Oh I wish you'd stuck it out in Hedden Hall
Sometimes you tend to hide before you give it all
I'm happy that you found a voice to share with us
And wish you only better to come

So don't stop, keep it up and moving
Nothing in the world is gonna make you lose it
And oh, I swear, it's not so bad

Nobody knows what life to pick
Oh, we're all just trying it to see what sticks
But inside us all is a doubt, we're doing it wrong
No nobody sees what you think we see
When we close our eyes, it's infinity
Yeah we're all messed up playing blackjack with our dreams

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