"Blank Dice" lyrics
Dust through the fingers
Sieve catches no gold
No chance with blank dice
Medicine is for the weak
Which is what I'm becoming
Sieve catches no gold
No chance with blank dice
Medicine is for the weak
Which is what I'm becoming
compilation: "Painter Of Dead Girls" (2004)
Down On The Streets
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
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