I can hear the sound of your heartbeat
Clawing its way out of your chest
I can feel the air laced with static
Filled with nervous breath
I can see you staring, blankly, so calm and still
It's too bad, I'm a ghost with time and an iron will

I'm not finished yet, still a threat
Never one to bet against
I'm not finished yet, still a threat
Never one to bet against
Bound to the grave by fate's cruel blade
Still a threat, still a threat
When you have aces they don't play for free
Never one to bet against

I can see you standing
standing where the light doesn't ever quite reach
Stakes have been risen, now you're neck deep
You best believe
I know when you're telling, telling
no twitch, no nervous breath
Just quiet hands for a quiet death
Every loss is a means to an end

I'm not finished yet, still a threat
Never one to bet against
I'm not finished yet, still a threat
Never one to bet against
Hands bear scars of blood demands
Still a threat, still a threat
When you play the game of fate and chance
Never one to bet against

Counted out by some, I'm not done till I say I'm done
Counted out by some, I'm not done till I say I'm done
Still a fucking threat

Counted out by some, I'm not done till I say I'm done
Counted out by some, I'm not done till I say I'm done
Never one, never one
Never one to bet against
Still a threat, still a threat
I'm not fucking finished yet