Lucky Boots

Putting on my lucky boots
'Cause I'm looking for a chance to walk out of this town
The fever in the air is stale but modest
Reminds me of the days when nothingness reigned

Your smell of hunger
Inspires me to leave this life behind
These days are numbered
So won't you please run away with me?

There's no running from my troubles
But living here where there is no river
Drowns my horizons
You're the only man I see straight
Everything outside of us has turned into lessons

Your smell of hunger
Inspires me to leave this life behind
These days are numbered
So won't you please run away with me?

Run into the darkness
Before we turn to stone
Yearning for desire
Before we turn to…
Oh, oh, oh

Putting on my lucky boots
'Cause I'm looking for a chance to walk out of this town

Your smell of hunger
Inspires me to leave this life behind
These days are numbered
So won't you please run away with me?
Your smell of hunger
Inspires me to leave this life behind
These days are numbered
So won't you please run away with me?