Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sad Story (Out Of Luck), artist - Merk & Kremont. Album song Sad Story (Out Of Luck), in the genre Танцевальная музыка
Date of issue: 05.10.2017
Record label: Spinnin' Records
Song language: English
Sad Story (Out Of Luck) |
A sad story, might find it boring |
Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin |
Father’s gone, so Grandma’s left with everything |
Two grandkids and a daughter’s coffin |
I never really knew him when he was growing up |
But I assumed that it was a little fucked |
No parents for him to look up too |
Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck |
Shit, I used to think he was a dick |
Tried too hard to fit |
And never grow out of it |
Now he don’t talk too much, talk too much |
He’s probably given up, given up |
I think he’s had enough, had enough |
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck |
Never left his home town |
That’s what probably did it |
Never saw the other worlds |
That he didn’t want to go and get it |
Occupied by fitting in where minds |
A small west, small things |
Make the small things feel so tall |
Will he ever change? |
Well apparently |
He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades |
It wouldn’t help his case |
Oh, I couldn’t ever say |
Now he don’t talk too much, talk too much |
He’s probably given up, given up |
I think he’s had enough, had enough |
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck |
But wait my life’s out, a night out |
Brothers in town, some doubt |
A few fights, now kicked out clubs, shit the suns up |
One looks all it took for his girl to cuss at another |
Dudes being dudes |
They blow at the chest to impress these breasts |
That’d just started this mess |
They must protect the damsel in distress |
So other girls man decides to clench his fists |
And then he threw and missed |
Brothers hit, as did his |
Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head |
Oh shit other man is dead |
Now he don’t talk too much, talk too much |
He’s probably given up, given up |
I think he’s had enough, had enough |
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck |
And now he’s locked away |
21 years of age |
How many lives will go to waste? |
As far as graves |
Until I see some fucking change |
Oh, and I don’t even know how |
We can change it too! |
I want another life |
Now he don’t talk too much, talk too much |
He’s probably given up, given up |
I think he’s had enough, had enough |
Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck |