The coloured walls and neon lights

the rattle of the card spinnings discs

The laughter and tears, joy an fights

The fear, the anxiety of all these risks

Gathered in this funny place

Many souls refuse to look their reality in the face

Too distracted by the rattling of the card sheenes

Or the spinning surface of luck machines

Too focused on unrealistic expectations

On false hopes and poker stations

To notice their hearts getting lost in the craze

of the evil addictive misplays