Two Doors Cinema Club - Lucky
Well, I've been lucky, I'm a lucky man
But I never saw this part of the plan
A double tricker hidden way back when
The entertainment's killing us again
We're running out of luck
I can feel the change
Holding onto little pieces of what remains
And was it not enough?
We're blowing out the flame
Hoping that there's something coming
Is not the same, the same, the same
Well, how're you doing? I've been doing well
You've been great as far as I can tell
Well, you've been clever, you can play the game
All the glory without all the blame We're running out of luck
I can feel the change
Holding onto little pieces of what remains
And was it not enough?
We're blowing out the flame
Hoping that there's something coming
Is not the same, the same, the same
Keep on pulling bricks out of the wall
I'll be right here waiting, ooh
Until you find that you can't go back again
Or put it back, put it back together
We're running out of luck
I can feel the change
Holding onto little pieces of what remains
And was it not enough?
We're blowing out the flame
Hoping that there's something coming
Is not the same, the same, the same
But I never saw this part of the plan
A double tricker hidden way back when
The entertainment's killing us again
We're running out of luck
I can feel the change
Holding onto little pieces of what remains
And was it not enough?
We're blowing out the flame
Hoping that there's something coming
Is not the same, the same, the same
Well, how're you doing? I've been doing well
You've been great as far as I can tell
Well, you've been clever, you can play the game
All the glory without all the blame We're running out of luck
I can feel the change
Holding onto little pieces of what remains
And was it not enough?
We're blowing out the flame
Hoping that there's something coming
Is not the same, the same, the same
Keep on pulling bricks out of the wall
I'll be right here waiting, ooh
Until you find that you can't go back again
Or put it back, put it back together
We're running out of luck
I can feel the change
Holding onto little pieces of what remains
And was it not enough?
We're blowing out the flame
Hoping that there's something coming
Is not the same, the same, the same
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