Good Luck-bad Days Lyrics

Chasing days is a waste of f*cking time
Torturing yourself thinking what could have been done
You’re spinning a web and catching new prey
Ringing in my ears are the words you said
“Don’t come back and tell me that I’m right”
I knew this from the start
The time I have spent building up mistakes
Makes it easy to show my f*ck ups
I have good luck - on my bad side Which one would you like to see?
I have no god to tell me that I’m wrong
This threat is directed towards me
Good luck/Bad days
It seems like every time we f*cking throw it away
It’s getting harder and harder to take bad days
It seems like every time we f*cking throw it away

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