I guess I should believe that I'm lucky
I wipe off the dust that they brush me
I work to the bone, I went and lost my home
Still the people they try and destruct me
Was never really sure if they loved me
And I know that I shouldn't be fussy
But everything I know has got me feeling prone
To the pain that you love to impart me
(ooo)
Am I lucky? Really lucky?
Is this what it means to get lucky?
Light the world, stand alone 'till I'm rusty?
To hold up the past and future in my hands
Fuckin' statue, perfect for parties
Slaving away to get something
Making the grade just for nothing
Work 'till I'm dead for love and what it says
That it thaws the deserving and trusting
I'm deserving, and I was trusting...
Now i'm lucky
(Isn't she lucky? Isn't she love?)
Fucking lucky
(Isn't she lucky? Isn't she love?)
I guess I should believe that I'm lucky
I wipe off the dust that they brush me
I guess I should believe that I'm lucky
I wipe off the dust that they brush me
I guess I should believe that I'm lucky
I wipe off the dust that they brush me
I guess I should believe that I'm lucky
I wipe off the dust that they brush me
Then why do these tears fall at night
Why do these tears fall at night...
(Isn't she lucky? Isn't she love...)
I wipe off the dust that they brush me
I work to the bone, I went and lost my home
Still the people they try and destruct me
Was never really sure if they loved me
And I know that I shouldn't be fussy
But everything I know has got me feeling prone
To the pain that you love to impart me
(ooo)
Am I lucky? Really lucky?
Is this what it means to get lucky?
Light the world, stand alone 'till I'm rusty?
To hold up the past and future in my hands
Fuckin' statue, perfect for parties
Slaving away to get something
Making the grade just for nothing
Work 'till I'm dead for love and what it says
That it thaws the deserving and trusting
I'm deserving, and I was trusting...
Now i'm lucky
(Isn't she lucky? Isn't she love?)
Fucking lucky
(Isn't she lucky? Isn't she love?)
I guess I should believe that I'm lucky
I wipe off the dust that they brush me
I guess I should believe that I'm lucky
I wipe off the dust that they brush me
I guess I should believe that I'm lucky
I wipe off the dust that they brush me
I guess I should believe that I'm lucky
I wipe off the dust that they brush me
Then why do these tears fall at night
Why do these tears fall at night...
(Isn't she lucky? Isn't she love...)
( Atileo )
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