Two Lucks

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Two Lucks

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Said it all once, why say it again? You stay with the ticket Hold it with the hole in your pocket, and the pocket falls through Everything you want coming back for you Stole it all once, I'm still selling it Smiling in the photo Always knowing eyes love the barrel and the barrel loves me Life's in the loom, unravel for me You Are the hell That I made For myself I said you You Are the hell Are the hell That I made That I made For myself For myself In that junk space, oh, I'm thе junk god I tie that loose end up with a rubbеr glove And in a junk space, oh, I'm the junk god I tie a loose end up with a rubber glove If want me too, then I'm so in love I'm a zip tie, I'm a turtle dove If you want me to, I would call them up Just to see them all for myself Eyes love the barrel and the barrel loves me Cut 'em all down, tell 'em it's for free Foot loves the pedal pushing down to feel speed Cut 'em all down, tell 'em it's for free Cut 'em all down, saying, "What is it for me?" Cut 'em all down, tell 'em it's for free Cut 'em all down, saying, "What is it for me?" 'Cause you You Are the hell Are the hell That I made That I made For myself For myself I said you You Are the hell Are the hell That I made That I made For myself For myself In that junk space, I'm a junk god I tie that loose end up with a rubber glove And in a junk space, I'm the junk god I tie a loose end up with a rubber glove If want me too, I'm so in love Zip tie, turtle dove Want me to, call them up Just to see them all for myself

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Credits

Writers
  • Bret Kaser
  • Connor Kleitz
  • Danny Eberle