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With a broken teeth and a nasty black eye from the last fight he picked up last night, he spits on the floor and helds his drink high. He bet all his savings to make it alive. His fists were made of stone, he was a legend in town. Ten years struggling alone, he wasn't ever beaten down, but his soul was made of glass, and his wife knew that. All he ever had in life was a shitload of bad luck. The game had started and the crowd started to sing as a beautiful lady was slowly coming in. He spotted her quickly and he couldn't help to ask what a girl like her was doing in that dive. She seemed to have no interest in a man like him. At least he should have washed the blood from his chin. The fate of his life depends on that team. They all have a plan, they're gonna get rich. Even though he knows that it's not right to bet, it's the only way to clear away all his debt. The game was gonna be a total fraud. He'd take his family and just run out of the country and buy a house by the lake where he'd learn to fish and to prepare berry cake. He's trying to calm down but the goal is not coming. The deal was clear so he should just stop worrying. It's the gambler.

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from The Huge Mistakes, released September 1, 2011
Music by The Destroyed Room
Lyrics by Pablo Vázquez

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The Destroyed Room Barcelona, Spain

The Destroyed Room es una banda de rock de toda la vida, de las que tienen sentido en la carretera. Por eso no han dejado de tocar y sacar EP's cumpulsivamente desde 2009. Ahora nos llega "The Magic Indian Scene" (Boston Pizza Records, 2012), su primer largo, que deja clara la evolución de un grupo que está constantemente en movimiento. ... more

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