Press My Luck Songtext

Blake Mills

von Jelly Road

Press My Luck Songtext
When you moved you made me
Clean up after your ass
And under all that clutter
Was straight-up broken glass
Don't worry
I won't press my luck
I know things get clearer
When they're fucked

Another wildfire season
Ripping through the face
I'm almost getting used to
The futuristic hellscapes
Don't worry
I won't press my luck
Things start getting clearer
When they're fucked

Robot arms can't hold me
The healing was a scam
And someone checks my vitals
But think I'm dying, man
Don't worry
I won't press my luck
I know things get clearer
When they're fucked

When you moved you left me
Burned another bridge
Carloads off to donate
Fucking garbage in the fridge
Don't worry
I won't press my luck
No
Things start getting clearer
When they're fucked