Bad Luck

Confident and clever, they say I seem so put together

So it caught them by surprise when they saw me all untethered

Sleepwalking in the streets, shouting something about a dream

And a game I swear I would have won i

f the damn thing wasn’t rigged

Tired eyes and a charismatic smile

Aces up my sleeve but every one of them is a lie

These stage lights make it seem like I got

6 more hours of sleep then I did last night

They count sheep and I count drinks, don’t count

on me

Because I’m all messed up

I’m belligerent and young

So, there’s no use trying to stop me

No use telling me I’m wrong

You can take it up with the people by the bar

They’re the ones who gave this mic to me

And plugged in my guitar

Saying, “sin

g that song”

For the people in the dark

For the hopelessly too hopeful

And the loaded dice we tossed

Because we have a dream

We’re sleepwalking in the streets

So don’t wake us up, don’t wake us up

I heard it’s bad luck

don’t wake us up, don’t wake us up

I heard it’s bad luck

So don’t wake us up

You can’t take it with ya, but the rich keep getting richer

And the power in their pocket says that ain’t about to switch up

And in the cadence of their greed, wildfire’s cl

earing out the trees

And I can’t tell if I’m wide awake or shaking in the sheets