Place every bet on a hard horseHe won't go downThough his knees spasmThough he wants to grey outI heard them call me a hard horseIf you can stomach the top speed, let's take it onYour fever's fewer than before and so it's hard to get hotIs that a challenge or something?I'm never wrong about one thingYou're sickKeep below, I don't wanna throw youSickNow you know that I wanna know youDon't endure a sickness you could let me cureAnd I want toI set my crucible fawning in a predatory wayYou've got a habit with stains; I study etymologyBut I never succumbed to that dirty word till I met youNow I'm sickKeep below, I don't wanna throw youSickNow you know that I wanna know youIn this blood a sickness you could learn to loveAnd I'll learn, tooSell every bet on your hard horseI won't go downThough my knees spasmThough I want to grey outAnd you could call me a hard horseBut keep below, I don't wanna throw youSickNow you know that I wanna know youIn this blood a sickness you could learn to loveAnd I'll learn, too
