[Verse] Big bag of math rocks tumble Numbered faces cold sheen In the box they clash rattle Lucky seven glimmer mean [Verse 2] Favorite dice not quite straight Edged with chaos stray rolls Kiss for luck whisper fate Highest count steals my soul [Chorus] Rolling the odds Tempting the fate Tiny gods Dictate my state [Verse 3] In the dim candle flicker Shadows twist dice clatter Calculating chances thicker Future hanging none matter [Bridge] Collection growing restless night Colors wild shapes spark bright Obsession grips hands tight Improbable delight [Verse 4] Tables groan with countless die Plastic polyhedral sky Critical hits never shy Wanted numbers they comply
