Luck Of The Draw Lyrics

Blood puddled on the concrete, once again

Bullets scattered, glass shattered, evidence

Tamper the timeline, switch narratives

Your alibi is worthless when they flip the script

Everyone knows you fuck with things

Behind the scenes to get release

Shots fired but no one saw

It's written in the statement, luck of the draw

Luck of the draw

Luck of the draw

Luck of the draw

Luck of the draw

You did your job, another dead one

Blood on your boots but you're not done

You did your job, another dead one

Blood on your boots but you're not done

Place your bets, count your days

Time to cash in, anticipate your fate

To watch you suffer slowly, would never be enough

I'll take my time and make damn sure you bite the fucking dust

Luck of the draw

Luck of the draw

Luck of the draw

Luck of the draw

Luck of the draw

Luck of the draw