Tough Luck
Shut the fuck up
All alone
In a walmart parking lot
It's strange to grow up
The world is louder than I thought
Dropped my keys
And a stranger picked them up
But he didn't return them
He just stole my fucking car
As I walk, alone in the dark
I use my phones flash just to see where my feet are
Then you called, a smile lit up my face
Til my phone fucking died and it started to rain
Get fucked
It's just tough luck
It gets hard
When you're dealt shit cards
It's sad
You can't make your own plans
You're stuck right here living
Whatever you're given
The world keeps on hitting
Just roll with the swings, man
What are all of these animals thinking
Am I an easy kill, am I just fresh meat, or
Is my skin just as rotten as I feel
When shock sets in
Am I meant to feel different
Hey, but what's a little rain
You're just a little wet, hides the tears on your face
But you're scared of the thunder
And being alone
Get home
Barely breathing, and it's locked
My phones still fucking dead and
It's already 3 o'clock
Deep breath
Smash my window with a rock
Then I tried to call you back
But my numbers blocked
I read the text that you left when I was out
Where you told me all about this
Perfect life you that you'd found
You tried to help me up but I was only going down
You didn't want to be there just to watch me hit the ground
Get fucked
It's just tough luck
It gets hard
When you're dealt shit cards
It's sad
You can't make your own plans
You're stuck right here living
Whatever you're given
The world keeps on hitting
Just roll with the swings, man
I just hope that the end
Of the world is swift
None of that slow burn
Global warming bullshit
I want a meteor
To crash right into your house
With a blast radius
That kills everybody else, too
But you were first
And that reminds me of the time
That you were the most
Beautiful part of my life
But then I said too much
And it all went south
And I didn't really care for
Anybody else
Fuck
It's just tough luck, it
Gets hard
When you're dealt shit cards
It's sad
You can't make your own plans
You're stuck right here living
Whatever you're given
The world keeps on hitting
Just roll with the swings, man
You're alone and afraid
If you make it out of this place
Remember your name
Remember the music and
All that it's doing
The world keeps on hitting
Just roll with the swings man
All alone
In a walmart parking lot
It's strange to grow up
The world is louder than I thought
Dropped my keys
And a stranger picked them up
But he didn't return them
He just stole my fucking car
As I walk, alone in the dark
I use my phones flash just to see where my feet are
Then you called, a smile lit up my face
Til my phone fucking died and it started to rain
Get fucked
It's just tough luck
It gets hard
When you're dealt shit cards
It's sad
You can't make your own plans
You're stuck right here living
Whatever you're given
The world keeps on hitting
Just roll with the swings, man
What are all of these animals thinking
Am I an easy kill, am I just fresh meat, or
Is my skin just as rotten as I feel
When shock sets in
Am I meant to feel different
Hey, but what's a little rain
You're just a little wet, hides the tears on your face
But you're scared of the thunder
And being alone
Get home
Barely breathing, and it's locked
My phones still fucking dead and
It's already 3 o'clock
Deep breath
Smash my window with a rock
Then I tried to call you back
But my numbers blocked
I read the text that you left when I was out
Where you told me all about this
Perfect life you that you'd found
You tried to help me up but I was only going down
You didn't want to be there just to watch me hit the ground
Get fucked
It's just tough luck
It gets hard
When you're dealt shit cards
It's sad
You can't make your own plans
You're stuck right here living
Whatever you're given
The world keeps on hitting
Just roll with the swings, man
I just hope that the end
Of the world is swift
None of that slow burn
Global warming bullshit
I want a meteor
To crash right into your house
With a blast radius
That kills everybody else, too
But you were first
And that reminds me of the time
That you were the most
Beautiful part of my life
But then I said too much
And it all went south
And I didn't really care for
Anybody else
Fuck
It's just tough luck, it
Gets hard
When you're dealt shit cards
It's sad
You can't make your own plans
You're stuck right here living
Whatever you're given
The world keeps on hitting
Just roll with the swings, man
You're alone and afraid
If you make it out of this place
Remember your name
Remember the music and
All that it's doing
The world keeps on hitting
Just roll with the swings man
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Writer(s): April Rose Gabrielli
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