Woorden: Tantric. The End Begins. Lucky One.

I've been in this town for years too long for me to see straight
Sweaty palms and promises that someone slow to take in all away from me
Right now I'm livin' dreams that were dreamt by younger one
And as it spins into a web I'm gettin' caught, I'm barely able to see the sun

But to right the wrongs I'll take the long way just to find her
Way to be gone away from this

Get up again and hold it in
You're 'bout to be the lucky one
Get up again and trade it in
You're 'bout to be the lucky one

Look around to figure out around why certain things turn so quickly
I'm sick of all these random smiles I see, I'm all in a plastic city
I get around a moving lie just to look at another one
Oh, I don't know you anymore, I don't think I know anyone

To right the wrongs I'll take the long way just to find her
Way to be gone away from this

Get up again and hold it in
You're 'bout to be the lucky one
Get up again and trade it in
You're 'bout to be the lucky one

To right the wrongs I'll take the long way just to find her
Way to be gone away from this

Get up again and hold it in
You're 'bout to be the lucky one
Get up again and trade it in
You're 'bout to be the lucky one, the lucky one