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Poker Face

 
All alone 
In the dark
Been Waiting for you
Since the song of the lark 
 
Here I sit
In the cold
Shaking and trembling
Wanting to fold 

My poker face
Is breaking apart 
They're seeing through
And readying their darts 

I thought you said
You wouldn't be late
That this would be
Just like fate 

Cheaters cheat
And that's what they do
They see my ace
And my other two 

Everything is at stake
Right here and now
I knew that from the moment
I took my bow  

They are about to bite
I can feel the sting
I'm waiting for you
My only king
Written by Cira
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