Bad Luck - Adam Barnes

I’ve been staring back at you

With nothing to say and

You watch me sit and overthink

With no words for the page and

Some kinda wall we try to build

It’s a troublesome age and

I fear of standing up alone

With no songs for the stage

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh-oh

And I’ve reached the top of the mountain

The hours it spent and

Some mild cloud cover had fallen

No view of anything and

How would you even know

Of any beauty down below

The summit was condensation and wind

Which isn’t fulfilling

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

And you can see a light in my heart

The pieces I’ve yet to place

To form something I’m yet to face

The smallest thing I can’t seem to kick

The smoker’s stuck on nicotine

The honey bee neck in coffee drinks

And can you feel the moment of truth?

We’re hanging on their every word

Preaching gospel yet unheard

And can you feel the moment of truth?

We’re hanging on their every word

Preaching gospel yet unheard

And please don’t let this worry me more

I’m getting greyer everyday

Soon I’ll have nothing to say

I hope it kickstarts everything

I hope it kickstarts everything

I think I’m 'bout due for a win

I think it’s about time, that I won

The Mets are looking at 30 years

The Panthers have nothing to fear

And maybe it will be their year

Maybe it will be their year

Maybe it will be my year

Or maybe it will be

Just more bad luck