Luck

Hold tight to your RedStripe
To the telly but you fix your gaze
A loosing slip in your clenched fist
Your app is open it's unsettling

A pressed thumb meets a loading screen, It's too late
You're Shit outta luck but why you telling me?

I'm the outsider
I'm the outsider

You missed out on the best bit
A knifes edge on a betting slip
You live your life by a fixture list
Just drinking lager and talking shit

A pressed thumb meets a loading screen, It's too late
You're Shit outta luck but why you telling me?

I'm the outsider
I'm the outsider

A win for me is a loss for you
A win for me is a loss for you
A win for me is a loss for you (A win for me is a loss for)
A win for me is a loss for you

A pressed thumb meets a loading screen, It's too late (It's too late)
You're Shit outta luck



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Cruickshank
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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