Good Luck Songtext
von Deviot

I spill blood on my work and spill my fire
I think about the moments when I was there
And then I′m getting told nothing is worthless
There are lots of things I've always tried to tell you
Yeah

I lied, I lied, I lied, I lied, I lied
I lied, lied, I lied, lied, lied

I′d like to vomit on your tomb when I think in your death
Much more friends seem to believe and I believe you're dumb
You're dumb
You′re dumb
You′re dumb
You're dumb
I′d like to vomit on your tomb when I think in your death
Much more friends seem to believe and I believe you're dumb
I′d like to vomit on your tomb when I think in your death
Much more friends seem to believe and I believe you're dumb


You′re on my way
You're on my way

You're on my way
You′re on my way
You′re on my way
You're on my way
You′re on my way
You're on my way

You′re on my way
You're on my way
You′re on my way

You've got no life
I'm getting your good luck
I′m getting your good luck
I′m getting your good luck
I'm getting your good luck
I′m getting your good luck
I'm getting your good luck