With Any Luck

My eyes keep looking in If something's there Please show yourself It's indescribable And hard to touch That restless feeling If this is some type of distraction I guess your efforts are running thin With any luck You might've made it out the window With any luck You'd think of something to say Some King had laid it down For me to read The final frame My face, it starts to flush A scarlet glow A paper cut If this is your type of distraction It's fair to say your time is wearing thin With any luck I might've made it out the window With any luck I'd think of something to say With any luck I might've made it out the window With any luck I'd think of something to say