2 sides 1 story

Another night I spend in fright
In the absence of light I lack all might
To fight my disease I drop to my knees
To say my pleas and instead of please
I simply ask forgive me
I cry day after day aimlessly wandering through my dismay
Unable to hear the words that courage would say
Addicted to the pay the rush the adrenaline
A disease incurable by any medicine
Slots, cards, craps, or roulette
My veins scream joy with every bet
My blood rushes my skin blushes I live for this
Know all the tricks got all the skills only luck I miss
Time after time my fate does unwind a destiny so unkind
That I wish I could leave this condition behind
But I step out myself to lose my wealth
But now this starts to affect my health
To keep my high going I used money not my own
To keep the juices flowing I even bet my home
I shouldn’t have done that

Left side
I’ve lost it all there is no one to call
How much further can I fall
I’m scared to brawl but I have no choice I’m stuck
Unable to pay up I’m fucked
Said they would shoot a knee cap or break my back
I have no time to slack find a way to pay them back
Jack Daniels helps me relieve some stress
I feel like the last pawn in a game of chess
I know there is a way but the clock is ticking
Looking at a full ashtray, my mind is slipping
Said they would come today so my nerves are tripping
I know this won’t end ok so I’m steadily sipping
Would leave the city but have nowhere to go
None will have pity my sanity dying slow
As I try to stand up I feel my legs are weak
Unwillingly my body and the wall meet
As I lean I can hear voices on the other side
Screams which ensure feedback is denied
Sounds of punches and threats can be heard
I want to help but my fear’s size is so absurd

Right side
Why is this happening, what is going on
Why are they threatening me what did I do wrong
It must be him his actions caught up to me
Trapped in the middle of his insanity
As they hit my frame they keep asking one thing
“Where is the money we know you are hiding”
It can’t be that you’re dumb enough to lose it all
But you keep saying nothing so let me make a call
Boss I think he has nothing what should I do
“Are you sure it’s him, if so his life is threw”
Take him out another example we need to make
Let all these dumb fucks know what’s at stake

To scared to give aid the situation he made
Involved a trade his life will be paid
For a debt he didn’t create
But it’s not his soul that is at stake
It’s that of the one on the left
He is the one who committed theft
He will live in shame as he lets his punishment be taken by another
He will never come back from this moment as he lives next to his twin brother

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