The Lucky Ones
MINUS THE BEAR · Lost Loves 2014 · Track 07 of 07
In basements we fall in love over cards and a whiskey drunk Talking circles around ourselves Til were too far in Soon it starts to sneaking around City bars, not a soul to be found But you can't keep a secret that everybody knows So were on our own Leave it to the lucky ones they got the line on who to love and who to judge
Begin again, shed the old skin Fleshed out fakes with stone wind on their faces Collapse into the bed where the two of us first met To start a fire in the cold sheets, now we're finally free of them
Leave it to the lucky ones, they got the line on who to love, who to judge Leave it to the lucky ones,they got the line on us