The tumblers fall
A game of chance
Designed to fool
With just a glance
A combo falls
The whistles blow
You think its skill
You think you know
The secret ways
The answer to
A winning life
So good for you
The tables turn
You start to lose
What’s happening
You start to muse
But oh so close
Look I just missed
Just one more hit
I can’t desist
The lights the sounds
The fallen faces
The money gone
The empty spaces
It’s all a dream
To hide your fears
A world of lies
Smoke and mirrors