Chance Of Luck-Mad At The World

Oh, mystery game, is that what we play? You get a new turn every day, Nobody loses, nobody wins. You’re taking your chances just to begin. Chance of luck, I need you. Now it’s a new day, out of control, No luck for me, that’s so typical, Changing the tune? Well, I have no say, Maybe I’ll be more lucky today. Chance of luck, I need you. How do I conceive you? But when I need you most you never show your face, What do you want from me so I can live under your grace? I am a human, I am a man, In pleasure or in pain I will stand, Is there more to my life than just fate? In this emptiness I will wait. Chance of luck, I need you. How do I conceive you? But when I need you most you never show your face, What do you want from me so I can live under your grace? I need you most but you never show your face, What do you want from me so I can live under your grace? [[Category:Mad At The World]]

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