Jackpot

Lyrics: Bret Kaser Music: Bret Kaser/Connor Kleitz/Danny Eberle I've tried too long to put it Back down Flush it out Push it out, I need it That part of myself Sick honey still receding I burn the fear a pleasure curves I spin the wheel with a dying urge Still crave the feeling So sick of myself, I had to cut it off I got a life full of debt for when I'm gone What's the problem? Pack it up and move along Swan dive right into my swan song Bed full of sweat

All I can dream about the end I could get It's a fiction, no, I'm not finished yet Life's sweet, taste it out, big Tex Big Tex Life's sweet, taste it out, big Tex Jackpot

I've tried to long to put it Back down Flush it out Push it out, I need it That part of myself Sick honey still receding I burn the fear a pleasure curves I spin the wheel with a dying urge Still crave the feeling I still crave the feeling Do you still crave the feeling? Still crave the feeling

Oh, I'm so nine feet tall When I'm in the hotel room Normal as I can feel Air condition consumed They wanna see me pay back For what I surely did do

They autopsy my suitcase And find a field of blue And so they blow the doors up And pull the zippers out Hidden underneath my skin Coin pouch and her allowance I see 50 on me, 80 on me 90 cents a pop Pulling all the metal out me Hidden in my glass jars When it stops

Do you still crave the feeling? And when it stops I still crave the feeling Do you still crave the feeling? Oh, I still crave the feeling

It's those feelings You swallow Down It's those feelings You swallow Down