Trophy Scars - Good Luck lyrics

Children running down the street in uniforms Laughing in the rain they were heading towards And they were yelling about something They were singing and clinging from the light Tender men on attendance just like them We'll forget about the rest They were searching for sunlight They were searching for gold So why catch a fever from the inside? Dig my hand into my pocket Open up my wallet Such a strange gesture to make in this town Sure ain't gold but it gets me around Can I grab a twenty from the inside? Can't you just smell it? Now spend it wisely He looks up at me then back at the ground I just wish he would f**kin'turn right around Now, I have talked to myself late at night Oh I tried to connect with the ghost who was My best friend My brother My accomplice Another writer my best man And sometimes, I feel so forgiven at night I just put down my shades but I open my ways for the battle that just leads me I hear ben tell me "brother your problems all started in the summer of '98 In Northern New Jersey later in the day I was thinking about a distance and unaccepting fate I was fourteen years old but what else can I say? Even then I knew time was gonna catch me Imagine going to a private school in the summer of '02 My first true love left me and I didn't know what to do I moved into New York and I thought I found the truth A plain gla** full of patties and pills we shouldn't chew Well I swore that the d** were gonna k** me I was wrong I was wrong I was ready for. Dont try to blame me Because she was wrong Didn't know she was unaffected Heard all I wanted throuh a needle I knew that the d** were gonna k** her Fast forward to the fall of '05 I met the girl of my dreams and she helped me to survive Then she left my life at a complicated time And in March of '06 I attempted suicide Well, I know that sudifant can't k** me Well maybe what I'll do Ya, I'll apologize Sorry mom and dad I never meant to make you cry Thanks to all my friends you're the reason I'm alive Wonder how I'm living in this rip we call time Well, it will take more than bad luck just to k** me Lins and things and birds and sounds I've got ten years of words buried in the ground They're being rea**embled by the ghost of Benny Brown He's adapting the screenplay even still now And he better cast someone cool like Johnny Depp to play me Child took my twenty and he looked me in the eyes He said "Thanks for the gold" and continued walking by I could see him proudly show his friends it made me want to cry 'Cuz all I could do was think of my own life lucky guy Thank you all for everything I miss you all Good Night