The Vault from Lullabies by Josh & the Dirty Rags

Picked up a man at the interstate
Claimed that he lost his home
To a place that he called the vault
He confessed that he lost it all

Shining lights and a taste for gold
Dig his grave of his miserly
Roll the dice without thinking twice
The snake eyes bit the weakest link

Where the game is king and the vice is queen
Up against the odds, you’ll never win
Desperate man gambling his own sins
The wild cards put you all in

Walk a thousand miles to get back home
Deep in the back of a country road
His wife left a note on the table
Took the kids and I’m never coming home

Fell on his knees and praised the Lord
I’ll never gamble no more
Turn your life around till you’re safe and sound
It wouldn’t go back like before

Where the game is king and the vice is queen
Up against the odds, you’ll never win
Desperate man gambling his own sins
The wild cards put you all in

Dedicated his life to a lifelong lie
That took his wife and put his kids
Without a dad, ain't that sad
The vicious circle has just begun

Couldn’t resist embracing his sins
Wore it like his father did
Shame lies and hopeless cries
Ain’t never gonna stop him

Where the game is king and the vice is queen
Up against the odds, you’ll never win
Desperate man gambling his own sins
The wild cards put you all in

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