Out Of Luck

Out Of Luck

6host

I’m used to losing things I love
hindsights the only thing I trust
when I’m right it feels like fucking up
ask me when I’m dead what I’ve become
Its quite the bill to fit and live a bit
I’ll quit before my ceilings hit
we’re dealing with the emptiness again

Now I’m fucked up
been out of luck
how long can I keep it tough
let me know when you’ve had enough
break my teeth and call my bluff

Tired out, hand on the gun
hold me down or let me run
I’m still chasing light from the sun
one more night and I go numb

If its working please don’t fix it
cause I get uncomfortable when its different
a lot of my fear comes from change
and I blame everybody who kept me the same
I don’t want to be you
so start getting used to
no sleeping I don’t do
I just fill up a glass with the feelings I have
and drink that, hope I pass out

Out Of Luck

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