Lucky 13
Ann Scott
Lucky noises
Wounded hearts eyes
Pulling out more strings
With his wicked ways
He's all I have
A friend to meet
What comes to pass
Comes to be
Honey how it stands
People hearts giving
Giving to his friends
Angel with a wish
They breathe what is to him
Trouble only breaks
Twisted hearts to end
I rose on a slain
Fixed all with our pins
Honey, I'll give in
World weren't saved for him
I rose on a slain
Fleaks is crooked wings