Hater – Bad Luck Lyrics

Bad Luck Lyrics By Hater

Enter through the door
Pity, even more
It’s all a good
And proven pretend

Much, too much cologne
Secrets from your tone
I know too much
Shit, I know enough

If I were to talk
Tell me, “Come again”
However, you’re right
I must be wrong then

Blind but blending in
Made into a thing
Mingle with madness
For the sake of it

Feeling low
Feeling low
Feeling low

Feeling low
Feeling low
Feeling low

Mature for being dumb
Grasping through your tongue
Spelling it wrong
This new face from you

Noble fellow man
Leave what you might add
Standing too heavy
On your sore foot

Feeling low
Feeling low
Feeling low

Feeling low
Feeling low
Feeling low

And if it comes around
Nothing makes me fit
And if I stick around
I’ll be kind of sick of it

And if only I go out
Have a think about it
I promise I’ll be fine
I can live with it

‘Cause I’m feeling low
Feeling low
Feeling low
Feeling low

And if it comes around
Nothing makes me fit
And if I stick around
I’ll be kind of sick of it

And if only I go out
Have a think about it
I promise I’ll be fine
I can live with it

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