Down on My Luck

Album: Street Lights (2014)
Charted: 37
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  • When I get down on my luck I hide behind my eyes in Hollywood
    They say ain't what you know but who you know
    You need to know someone to know no one
    When I get down on my luck
    I roll one up and roll around all by my lonesome
    Lost some years, I used to know
    I know my fate like bullets in a shotgun

    When I get down on my luck I hide behind my eyes in Hollywood
    They say ain't what you know but who you know
    You need to know someone to know no one
    When I get down on my luck
    I roll one up and roll around all by my lonesome
    Lost some years, I used to know
    I know my fate like bullets in a shotgun

    She loves to dream, living in and off and out of mind
    In space and time, she takes a line and lies her life
    Away you might just say she stays to go nowhere
    Midnight scenes from an old romantic movie
    Usually you'd be there today I say was different
    I can take you with me wandering, if you wanna go there
    Down on my luck
    Down on my luck

    Do you think about the things you say you don't?
    I know you do, white wine she over cool
    Ooh look at you, look at you
    Do you think the things you do or who you know?
    'Cause they told you to, why you listen to 'em?
    Hands up, middle finger to 'em
    Fuck that, get down

    When I get down on my luck I hide behind my eyes in Hollywood
    They say ain't what you know but who you know
    You need to know someone to know no one
    When I get down on my luck
    I roll one up and roll around all by my lonesome
    Lost some years, I used to know
    I know my fate like bullets in a shotgun

    When I get down on my luck, when I get down on my luck
    When I get down on my luck, when I get down on my luck
    Down on my luck,
    Down on my luck

    Do you think about the things you say you don't?
    I know you do, white wine she over cool
    Ooh look at you, look at you
    Do you think the things you do or who you know?
    'Cause they told you to, why you listen to 'em?
    Hands up, middle finger to 'em
    Fuck that, get down Writer/s: CAMERON OSTEEN, OM'MAS KEITH, PETER COTTONTALE, STEFAN PONCE, VICTOR MENSAH
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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