Some call it karma
Some call it fate
Laws of attraction
Take on new weight
I sit in silence
And hope for change
Reckless abandon
Of what we take for granted
Of what we take for granted
No escape
No future
No luck lost on a loser
No escape
No future
Saddle up boys
We’re headed for the brick wall
This is a cycle
This is a curse
Divine intervention
Can’t get much worse
Gain some momentum
And cut the brakes
What doesn’t kill us
Will find another way
Will find another way
No escape
No future
No luck lost on a loser
No escape
No future
Saddle up boys
We’re headed for the brick wall
No escape
No future
No luck lost on a loser
No escape
No future
Saddle up boys
We’re headed for the brick wall
If you’re up
I’m down
If it’s wet
I’ll drown
You can fill your cup
And I’m always gonna pour it out
If you wanna take a ride
That’s gonna kill your night
There’s room for two
And we’re headed for the brick wall
Snake eyes till the day I die
Motherfuckers
Pessimism is a killer
Pessimism is a killer
Let it all burn
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