Trophy Scars - Good Luck lyrics
[Trophy Scars - Good Luck lyrics]
Children running down the street in
Uniforms laughing in the rain
And heading towards me
They were yelling about something
They were singing in code, something like
Ten dead men on a dead man's chest
Fight the war forget about the rest
They were searching for sunlight
They were searching for gold
So I catch a fever from the inside
Dip my hands into my pockets
Open up my wallet
Such a strange gesture to make in this town
"Sure, it ain't gold but it gets me around"
Then I grab a twenty from the inside
Hand it to the smallest
Tell him "Spend it wisely"
He looks up at me then back at the ground
I just wish him luck and turn right around
Now I talk to myself late at night
Or I try to connect with the
Ghost who was a best friend
My brother, my accomplice, another writer
My best man
And sometimes I feel so forgiven at night
I just put down the shades
But I open my window
The bad luck just leaves me
I hear Ben tell me "Brother, you're home"
Think it all started in the summer '98
In Normandy New Jersey, later in the day
I was thinking about existence
And unaccepting fate
I was 14 years old, but what else can I say
Even then I knew time was gonna catch me
I graduated private school in
The summer of '02
My first true love had left me and
I didn't know what to do
I moved into New York and I
Thought I found the truth
A pint glass full of paddy's
And pills you shouldn't chew
Well, I swore that the drugs
Were gonna kill me
I was wrong I was wrong, I was writing a song
I tried to blame myself because she was gone
I didn't know that she was unaffected
Her bad luck came through a needle
I knew that the drugs were gonna kill her
Fast forward to the fall of '05
I met the girl of my dreams
And she helped me survive
Then she left my life at complicated times
In March of '06 I attempted suicide
Well, I know that Sudafed can't kill me!
For everyone who knew, yeah, I apologize
I'm sorry mom and dad
I never meant to make you cry
Thanks to all my friends you're
The reason I'm alive
You make everyday worth living in
This ribbon called time
Well, it'll take more than bad
Luck just to kill me!
Limbs and things and verbs and sounds
I got ten years of words buried in the ground
They're being reassembled by the
Ghost of Ben Brown
He's adapting the screenplay even still now
And he better cast someone cool like
Johnny Depp to play me
The child took my 20 and he
Looked me in the eyes he said "Thanks
Mister for the gold" and continued walking by
I could see him proudly show his friends
It made me want to cry
Cause all I could do was think of mine
I know I'm a lucky guy
And thank you all for everything
I miss you all, goodnight
Uniforms laughing in the rain
And heading towards me
They were yelling about something
They were singing in code, something like
Ten dead men on a dead man's chest
Fight the war forget about the rest
They were searching for sunlight
They were searching for gold
So I catch a fever from the inside
Dip my hands into my pockets
Open up my wallet
Such a strange gesture to make in this town
"Sure, it ain't gold but it gets me around"
Then I grab a twenty from the inside
Hand it to the smallest
Tell him "Spend it wisely"
He looks up at me then back at the ground
I just wish him luck and turn right around
Now I talk to myself late at night
Or I try to connect with the
Ghost who was a best friend
My brother, my accomplice, another writer
My best man
And sometimes I feel so forgiven at night
I just put down the shades
But I open my window
The bad luck just leaves me
I hear Ben tell me "Brother, you're home"
Think it all started in the summer '98
In Normandy New Jersey, later in the day
I was thinking about existence
And unaccepting fate
I was 14 years old, but what else can I say
Even then I knew time was gonna catch me
I graduated private school in
The summer of '02
My first true love had left me and
I didn't know what to do
I moved into New York and I
Thought I found the truth
A pint glass full of paddy's
And pills you shouldn't chew
Well, I swore that the drugs
Were gonna kill me
I was wrong I was wrong, I was writing a song
I tried to blame myself because she was gone
I didn't know that she was unaffected
Her bad luck came through a needle
I knew that the drugs were gonna kill her
Fast forward to the fall of '05
I met the girl of my dreams
And she helped me survive
Then she left my life at complicated times
In March of '06 I attempted suicide
Well, I know that Sudafed can't kill me!
For everyone who knew, yeah, I apologize
I'm sorry mom and dad
I never meant to make you cry
Thanks to all my friends you're
The reason I'm alive
You make everyday worth living in
This ribbon called time
Well, it'll take more than bad
Luck just to kill me!
Limbs and things and verbs and sounds
I got ten years of words buried in the ground
They're being reassembled by the
Ghost of Ben Brown
He's adapting the screenplay even still now
And he better cast someone cool like
Johnny Depp to play me
The child took my 20 and he
Looked me in the eyes he said "Thanks
Mister for the gold" and continued walking by
I could see him proudly show his friends
It made me want to cry
Cause all I could do was think of mine
I know I'm a lucky guy
And thank you all for everything
I miss you all, goodnight