"200 Tons Of Bad Luck" lyrics
Who wears the scars of life like legions on your face
Until your luck is changing?
Take my central doubt, suppose I mood you scorn and taste
Two hundred tons of bad emotion
My math still fails
Some math still calls occasions
The wind knocks you down in the morning
Well, my life's you down all day
When you fall, my legs all down
Formless self-respires, suppose you moves and form and graze
Hiding two hundred tons of bad emotions
My math still fails
Some math still calls occasions
The wind knocks you down in the morning
Well, my life's you down all day
When my ten new legs all down
Well, my life's you down all day
Until your luck is changing?
Take my central doubt, suppose I mood you scorn and taste
Two hundred tons of bad emotion
My math still fails
Some math still calls occasions
The wind knocks you down in the morning
Well, my life's you down all day
When you fall, my legs all down
Formless self-respires, suppose you moves and form and graze
Hiding two hundred tons of bad emotions
My math still fails
Some math still calls occasions
The wind knocks you down in the morning
Well, my life's you down all day
When my ten new legs all down
Well, my life's you down all day
