[Intro]
(Quiet casino ambiance: distant slot machines, muffled chatter, then a single mournful guitar riff fades in)
[Verse 1]
Felt the dice run hot, beneath the neon glare
Stacked my chips up high, breathed that smoky air
Whispered "Lady Luck," laid my future on the line
One more turn of card, make this fortune mine
But the wheel spun slow, watched the red queen fall
Heard the croupier call, "No more bets at all"
Felt that hollow dread, creepin' in my bones
As my final stack vanished, left me all alone
[Chorus]
All in gone, yeah, everything I had
Rolled the dice on life, ended up so bad
The house always wins, that's the bitter truth
Lost my money, lost my home, lost the love of youth
Just the jingle in my pocket, echoes of the spin
Paid the highest price, to let the darkness in
All in gone... all in gone...
[Verse 2]
Traded in the car keys, for a handful of dreams
Pawned the wedding band, by the dealer's gleams
Promises I whispered, turned to empty air
Left her standin' cryin', on the cold front stair
Now the dawn breaks dirty, on this empty street
Nothin' in my pockets, nothin' left to eat
Just the taste of whiskey, and the dealer's grin
And the hollow echo, of the mess I'm in
[Chorus]
All in gone, yeah, everything I had
Rolled the dice on life, ended up so bad
The house always wins, that's the bitter truth
Lost my money, lost my home, lost the love of youth
Just the jingle in my pocket, echoes of the spin
Paid the highest price, to let the darkness in
All in gone... all in gone...
[Bridge]
Wasn't just the dollars, wasn't just the gold
Traded self-respect, for a story to be told
Of the fool who doubled down, on a losing hand
Left with empty pockets, and this shifting sand
Beneath my feet...
[Guitar Solo]
(Slow, bluesy guitar solo conveying despair and regret, building slightly then fading back)
[Chorus]
All in gone, yeah, everything I had
Rolled the dice on life, ended up so bad
The house always wins, that's the bitter truth
Lost my money, lost my home, lost the love of youth
Just the jingle in my pocket, echoes of the spin
Paid the highest price, to let the darkness in
All in gone... all in gone...
[Outro]
(Repeat "All in gone..." softly, fading out. Guitar riff becomes sparse and mournful. Faint sound of a single slot machine spinning and stopping on nothing, then silence).
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