Chelsea Wolfe - No Luck lyrics
[Chelsea Wolfe - No Luck lyrics]
These days, there's no luck for self-control
Everybody's looking inward
With no regard for the love
They stole from you
Living in a small town can be hell, at times
It's so beautiful and still so ugly, inside
And all these trees
Let their leaves fall down with our hearts
Into gutters to be washed away with the rain
There, they'll fall into sewer streams
To be washed out into the ocean
Open there for all to see
All these trees, let their leaves fall down
With our hearts
Into gutters to be washed away with the rain
There, they'll fall into sewer streams
To be washed out into the ocean
Open there for all to see