Senses Fail - Lungs Like Gallows lyrics

I give blood to prove to myself that I can matter to somebody else. Is what makes a man the dirt on his hands? Don't put your faith in the desert sand, because the wind is always blowing. There are gallows deep inside my lungs, that's where I hung ambition. Is it luck that's knocking right on my back door? Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984. I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors. Give me seven more. I give blood not for the cause but to slowly give up the person I was. Holding my breath won't help, everything went to hell So now I steal back pennies from the well because my wishes failed I am screaming at my own shadow to stop living like a ghost. Is it luck that's knocking right on my back door? Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984. I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors. Give me seven more. I don't need her I'm not that desperate, Come visit me in twenty years and maybe then. Cause I'm not done screaming yet You can call off the intervention, cause I don't need your attention! Is it luck that's knocking right on my back door? Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984. I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors. Give me seven more. I don't need her I'm not that desperate! I don't need her I'm not that desperate!