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Good Fucking Luck Video (MV)




Performed By: Something's Cursed
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Carlo Fabiani




Something's Cursed - Good Fucking Luck Lyrics




I drank myself to sleep on Friday night
I drank myself to sleep on Friday night
Cause she left me on a Wednesday, and I missed her on that Thursday
So I drank myself to sleep on Friday night

I let my insides out all down the street
I let my insides out all down the street
Cause my beer was warm and dated, now my liver's compensating
And I let my insides out all down the street

Falling back asleep Monday morning
All f*cking morning spent with agony living rent free in my gut
And a letter wishing you good f*cking luck

I passed out on a thirteen hour flight
I passed out on a thirteen hour flight
Had a dream that you were crying, then I felt like I was dying
And I passed out on a thirteen hour flight

Dragged myself through hell in hotel rooms
Smoked myself so dumb I couldn't move
With a subtle sense of irony, I wrote down what you said to me
And dragged myself through hell in hotel rooms

Falling back asleep Monday morning
All f*cking morning spent with agony living rent free in my gut
And a letter wishing you good f*cking luck

I drank myself to sleep on Friday night
I drank until relief on Friday night
Cause she left me on a Wednesday, and I missed her on that Thursday so
I drank myself to sleep on Friday night
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I drank myself to sleep on Friday night
I drank myself to sleep on Friday night
Cause she left me on a Wednesday, and I missed her on that Thursday
So I drank myself to sleep on Friday night

I let my insides out all down the street
I let my insides out all down the street
Cause my beer was warm and dated, now my liver's compensating
And I let my insides out all down the street

Falling back asleep Monday morning
All f*cking morning spent with agony living rent free in my gut
And a letter wishing you good f*cking luck

I passed out on a thirteen hour flight
I passed out on a thirteen hour flight
Had a dream that you were crying, then I felt like I was dying
And I passed out on a thirteen hour flight

Dragged myself through hell in hotel rooms
Smoked myself so dumb I couldn't move
With a subtle sense of irony, I wrote down what you said to me
And dragged myself through hell in hotel rooms

Falling back asleep Monday morning
All f*cking morning spent with agony living rent free in my gut
And a letter wishing you good f*cking luck

I drank myself to sleep on Friday night
I drank until relief on Friday night
Cause she left me on a Wednesday, and I missed her on that Thursday so
I drank myself to sleep on Friday night
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Writer: Carlo Fabiani
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