Bad Luck
Today's the day I tell the truth
I'm on a ledge and yes I swear that this is quite the view
If I could jump I think I'd touch the sky and fly away
But if I fall and lose it all, well there's not much to say
I mean I guess I can say I tried, right?
But I said I wouldn't lie
And I haven't to the truth in a pretty long time
Fuck, life's catching up
And I'm running full speed
But I'm never running fast enough
Damn, I guess I had bad luck
Maybe 'cause my lack of trust
Maybe that lack of trust
Is why I push people away
I get afraid and start acting up
Call that bad luck, I guess I had bad luck
Life didn't pan out when we both ran out
Then we both found out that we had bad luck
Call that bad luck, I guess we had bad luck
Yeah, we had bad luck
Oh I can see the breaking of your heart
Let the light shine in to save you from the dark
You gotta keep your head up
Cuz things will get better, I know
You're so close to letting go
See I'm conflicted, I don't know if there's a God or there isn't
But if I find out that there is, shit, I hope he's indifferent
Man I just hope that he'll listen
I hope that he'll listen
I hope these bridges that I've burned don't weigh into his decision
See he'd get to tripping ask me why I didn't care more
But I'd turn around I'd ask him
Why it seems he was never there more for
Me and my four brothers, two sisters, six different mothers
I know the church tells me you do, but do you really love us?
Or did we have bad luck? I guess we had bad luck
Life didn't pan out when our dad ran out
And we all found out that we had bad luck, fuck
Call that bad luck, guess we had bad luck, yeah
See it's 4 a.m. on a weekday
And I swear I've been awake for a week straight
I don't wanna sleep in the bed I made
'Cause I'm afraid that I'll never wanna wake
Maybe I complain too much instead of changing
I can try and say it didn't phase me
I'd be lying if I said there weren't days that passed
When I asked the Lord to come take me
I swear I'm not crazy
He never answered me anyway
So I pick up the pen to tell a story again till the end
Like a nigga got the last name Hemingway
What's the end anyway?
Oh I can see the breaking of your heart
Let the light shine in to save you from the dark
You gotta keep your head up
Cuz things will get better, I know
You're so close to letting go
I'm on a ledge and yes I swear that this is quite the view
If I could jump I think I'd touch the sky and fly away
But if I fall and lose it all, well there's not much to say
I mean I guess I can say I tried, right?
But I said I wouldn't lie
And I haven't to the truth in a pretty long time
Fuck, life's catching up
And I'm running full speed
But I'm never running fast enough
Damn, I guess I had bad luck
Maybe 'cause my lack of trust
Maybe that lack of trust
Is why I push people away
I get afraid and start acting up
Call that bad luck, I guess I had bad luck
Life didn't pan out when we both ran out
Then we both found out that we had bad luck
Call that bad luck, I guess we had bad luck
Yeah, we had bad luck
Oh I can see the breaking of your heart
Let the light shine in to save you from the dark
You gotta keep your head up
Cuz things will get better, I know
You're so close to letting go
See I'm conflicted, I don't know if there's a God or there isn't
But if I find out that there is, shit, I hope he's indifferent
Man I just hope that he'll listen
I hope that he'll listen
I hope these bridges that I've burned don't weigh into his decision
See he'd get to tripping ask me why I didn't care more
But I'd turn around I'd ask him
Why it seems he was never there more for
Me and my four brothers, two sisters, six different mothers
I know the church tells me you do, but do you really love us?
Or did we have bad luck? I guess we had bad luck
Life didn't pan out when our dad ran out
And we all found out that we had bad luck, fuck
Call that bad luck, guess we had bad luck, yeah
See it's 4 a.m. on a weekday
And I swear I've been awake for a week straight
I don't wanna sleep in the bed I made
'Cause I'm afraid that I'll never wanna wake
Maybe I complain too much instead of changing
I can try and say it didn't phase me
I'd be lying if I said there weren't days that passed
When I asked the Lord to come take me
I swear I'm not crazy
He never answered me anyway
So I pick up the pen to tell a story again till the end
Like a nigga got the last name Hemingway
What's the end anyway?
Oh I can see the breaking of your heart
Let the light shine in to save you from the dark
You gotta keep your head up
Cuz things will get better, I know
You're so close to letting go
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Clifton, Misha Maseka
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