No Quarter Expected, No Quarter Given

Cross your fingers, you are mine
Every breath is full of fire
Couldn't cope with all the shame
All the smoke you could inhale
Separate the good from lame
Couldn't tell you all look the same
You're lost, you lose
Your soul is mine
No love, you choose
I'll get what's mine
What they have, we'll have the same
Keep it full, no quarter served
I can't hear what you're trying to say
It's so cold down here below
How many wells do you think I've triеd?
I can't tell, they all taste thе same
You're lost, you lose
Your soul is mine
No love, you choose
I'll get what's mine
You're lost, you lose
Your soul is mine
No love, you choose
I'll get what's mine
You're lost, you're lost, you lose
You're lost, you're lost, you lose