Testo Press My Luck - Blake Mills
Testo della canzone Press My Luck (Blake Mills), tratta dall'album Jelly Road
When you moved, you made me
Clean up after your act
And under all that clutter
Was straight-up broken glass
Don't worry
I won't press my luck
I know things get clearer
When they're fucked
Another wildfire season
Ripping through the place
I'm almost getting used to
The futuristic hellscape
Don't worry
I won't press my luck
Things start getting clearer
When they're fucked, whoa
Robot arms can't hold me
The healing was a scam
And someone checks my vitals
But think I'm dying, man
Don't worry
I won't press my luck
I know things get clearer
When they're fucked, whoa
When you moved, you left me
Burned another bridge
Carloads off to donate
Fucking garbage in the fridge
Don't worry
I won't press my luck, no
Things start getting clearer
When they're fucked, whoa
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Writer(s): Blake Matthew Simon Mills, Christopher Michael Weisman
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