Destroyers of Luck

Something changing round here
Maybe it’s you
Maybe it’s me
But something just isn’t right

So now we are what we said we’d never be
Enemies

You said it best when you were muted
Dumb
Believe it now son
Faith
I can smell the fear in your sweet
Death

You tried it all
You tried to tear me from my life
You can’t destroy my luck
No it’s my call
I can see the placid knife
Out to end my luck