Filthy Luck
Embracing Filthy Luck: A Reckless Journey Through Love and Rebellion
Lyrics
I'm a slave to always fucking up
I struggle consistently with making mistakes.
It's not okay, but maybe it's enough
My actions may not be acceptable, but perhaps they are sufficient.
Kids like us are weird, and more, we're brave
Individuals like us are peculiar, and more importantly, we are courageous.
We tie our tongues and turn them into rage
We inhibit our ability to communicate, transforming it into anger.
But the night's still young
Despite the challenges, there is still time left in the night.
And we're dumb enough to fall in love
We are foolish enough to experience love.
Carve your name soft across my lungs
Engrave your name gently on my lungs.
I want to breathe you until I'm numb
I want to inhale you deeply until I lose feeling.
We're not loved, hardly, anyway
We lack love, or it's scarce, in any case.
With filthy luck in such a filthy haze
We endure difficult circumstances with a streak of unfortunate luck in a hazy environment.
But the night's still young
Although time has passed, the night is still full of possibilities.
And we're dumb enough to fall in love
We remain foolish enough to fall in love despite our experiences.
Turn the amps up to nine
Increase the amplifier volume to nine.
I don't want it too loud
I prefer it not too loud.
I gave you taste and a spine
I provided you with a glimpse and courage.
Now I hope you drown
Now, I wish for your downfall.
Is there a lie in the lights or the shine of this town?
Is there falsehood in the brightness of the lights or the glamour of this town?
This guitar wants to die
This guitar is yearning for an end, perhaps symbolizing despair.
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