The Moldy Peaches - The Moldy Peaches

Lucky Charms

You're a star, steal my car, just save me
On a roll, sell my soul, forgiveness
Crossed with red, think I'm dead, its over
Words you say leave my head or hold me

Holy ground, cup of dirt. down pavement
Smell your shirt and I hurt 'till tomorrow
I feel like I'm chasing
The guy from Lucky Charms

Fell in love out of love, still dreaming
Flying blue without you, slow motion
Baseball champs, gothic vamps and stage fright
I love hard as a guard, I'm crying

Now you're gone, I'm a wave without direction
Baby born lost its way in the forest
I feel like I'm chasing
The guy from Lucky Charms

Now I'm gone
Now I'm gone
Now I'm gone
Now I'm gone
All alone
All alone
All alone
All alone

Now I feel like I'm chasing
The guy from Lucky Charms

All alone
All alone
All alone
All alone
Leaving home
Leaving home
Leaving home
Leaving home

All alone
All alone

Credits
Writer(s): Kimya Dawson, Adam M. Green
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