Bad Luck

Enter through the door c pity even more It's all a good cnd proven pretend Much too much cologne Secrets from your tone I know too much Shit, i know enough ——— If i were to talk Tell me come again However you're right I must be wrong then Blind but blending in Made into a thing Mingle with madness For the sake of it —— (cause i'm ) Feeling low Feeling low Feeling low Feeling low —— Mature for being dumb Grasping for your thumb Spelling it wrong This new face of you Noble fellow man Leave what you might add Standing too heavy On your sore foot —— (cause i'm ) Feeling low Feeling low Feeling low Feeling low — cnd if it comes around Nothing makes me fit cnd if i'll stick around I'll be (kind of) sick of it cnd if only i'll go out Have a think about it I promise i'll be fine I can live with it