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Picture me counting cards, dear
Pick any kind you like
Picture them coloured red, dear
Black will hold back the light
From the stars in our eyes, we're just diamonds, broke

Jokes we tell to laugh, dear
Laugh on back the pain
Pain is in the mind, dear
Stars are much the same
Gone in the time it takes the light to reach
In time, you'll find we're blind to the things we don't believe

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Picture us out in Vegas, counting bills before the show
Spending 'em from New Orleans, where we spent the week before
And the stars in our eyes are the lights from the flash

Pictures of us in black, dear, rolling on the red
Carpets laid on concrete, counting billboards where we read
That the stars of our minds shine bright in the dark like diamonds, diamonds

And our hearts in our cards, and our silver strung guitars, say
"Hear me when I call, hear me when I come in late"
You're wide awake, "I'm sorry" is not enough
I'm sorry, I'm not enough to stay

Faded by, in time with the back of your bed
Am I that levy you take, that levy you hold?
Faded by, in time with the back of your bed
Am I that levy you break, that levy you hold?

Paint me red, paint me red
Picture that, picture that
Picture us and God shaking hands, just because we can
Like DMC, we run this shit
Run DMC, what's tricky to get? Hey, God
Watch me murder this
Watch me murder this

Planes fly due west, and plain in my view
Is the blame for the fault in our stars, counting cards in the dark
We sit and talk, bleeding it out
Believing that all our cries are just diamonds

Hearts in our cards, and our silver strung guitars, say
"Hear me when I call, hear me when I come in late"
You're wide awake, "I'm sorry" is not enough
I'm sorry, I'm not enough to stay

Faded by, in time with the back of your bed
Am I that levy you take, that levy you hold?
Faded by, in time with the back of your bed
Am I that levy you break, that levy you hold?

Faded by, in time with the back of your bed
Am I that levy you take, that levy you hold?
Faded by, in time with the back of your bed
Am I that levy you take, that levy you hold?

Picture me counting cards, dear
Picture me counting cards

Writer(s): Samuel Melo

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