LETRA ORIGINAL / KANE
Hunger Wears My Face
Esta es la letra original en inglés. La web y los significados están en español.
The table doesn’t know my name.My hand still knows the way.[Verse 1]I watch him shake as he bets on red.“He doesn’t know when to quit,” I say.I’ve got a system. I plan ahead.I know how to lose. I know how to wait.I keep one win like a holy relic. Ten losses vanish when I explain. If my number hits, the credit’s mine.If not, the table owes me a break.[Chorus]I need to get back to zero.Put everything back in place.Before they see the hole I’ve dugIn the home I swore was safe.I’ll win it baaack, then I’ll quit.I swear it every time I play.The table never sleeps.And the hunger wears my face.[Verse 2]I sleep on my side, my eyes on the door.Each time the phone rings, I rehearse what to say.I carry a number behind my eyes.It keeps getting bigger when I look away.I hide the bill underneath my plate.“Don’t worry. My pay’s just running late.” My son is talking. My mind’s at the table.I tell him yes. I don’t know what he asked.[Chorus]I need to get back to zero.Put everything back in place.Before they see the hole I’ve dugIn the home I swore was safe.I’ll win it baaack, then I’ll quit.I swear it every time I play.The table never sleeps.And the hunger wears my face.[Verse 3]The key I carry opens nothing now.I don’t say “I lost.” I say “I’ll be back.”I ask for a loan in the same calm voice.“I’ll pay you on Monday.” I don’t know how.Someone tells me, “This is killing you.”I lash out because they’ve seen through me.I need this table to absolve me,So all I left behind still counts for something.[Breakdown]If I win, that proves me right.If I lose, I’m not done yet.I’m not gambling.I’m making things right.I’ll win it back, then I’ll quit.I’ll win it back, then I’ll quit.[Final Chorus]I need to get back to zero.Put everything back in place.Before they see the hole I’ve dugIn the home I swore was safe.I’ll win it baaack, then I’ll quit.I swear it every time I play.The table never sleeps.And the hunger wears my face.It lands on zero.I don’t get up.
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# HUNGER WEARS MY FACE
[Intro — whispered]
The table doesn’t know my name.
My hand still knows the way.
[Verse 1]
I watch him shake as he bets on red.
“He doesn’t know when to quit,” I say.
I’ve got a system. I plan ahead.
I know how to lose. I know how to wait.
I keep one win like a holy relic.
Ten losses vanish when I explain.
If my number hits, the credit’s mine.
If not, the table owes me a break.
[Chorus]
I need to get back to zero.
Put everything back in place.
Before they see the hole I’ve dug
In the home I swore was safe.
I’ll win it baaack, then I’ll quit.
I swear it every time I play.
The table never sleeps.
And the hunger wears my face.
[Verse 2]
I sleep on my side, my eyes on the door.
Each time the phone rings, I rehearse what to say.
I carry a number behind my eyes.
It keeps getting bigger when I look away.
I hide the bill underneath my plate.
“Don’t worry. My pay’s just running late.”
My son is talking. My mind’s at the table.
I tell him yes. I don’t know what he asked.
[Chorus]
I need to get back to zero.
Put everything back in place.
Before they see the hole I’ve dug
In the home I swore was safe.
I’ll win it baaack, then I’ll quit.
I swear it every time I play.
The table never sleeps.
And the hunger wears my face.
[Verse 3]
The key I carry opens nothing now.
I don’t say “I lost.” I say “I’ll be back.”
I ask for a loan in the same calm voice.
“I’ll pay you on Monday.” I don’t know how.
Someone tells me, “This is killing you.”
I lash out because they’ve seen through me.
I need this table to absolve me,
So all I left behind still counts for something.
[Breakdown]
If I win, that proves me right.
If I lose, I’m not done yet.
I’m not gambling.
I’m making things right.
I’ll win it back, then I’ll quit.
I’ll win it back, then I’ll quit.
[Final Chorus]
I need to get back to zero.
Put everything back in place.
Before they see the hole I’ve dug
In the home I swore was safe.
I’ll win it baaack, then I’ll quit.
I swear it every time I play.
The table never sleeps.
And the hunger wears my face.
[Outro — whispered]
It lands on zero.
I don’t get up.