Lucky Man
Brad said to Billy, “can we take ride
I gotta get out and clear my mind
They’re sympathetic smiles – I walk by and they stare
So sick of them tellin' me how much they care”
“I try and deal with things the best that I can
Though my legs are shaking – somehow I stand
Everybody's got a limit of how much they can take
If the pressure keeps building I think I'm gonna break”
When you look at me, just what do you see?
A different mask – a different version of me
They call me a lucky man cause they don't see
The man in the mirror says it should have been me!
It should’ve been me!
Brad looked at Billy – he had tears in eyes
Since all this had happened, Billy hadn't seen him cry
“Brad, are you okay – I've never seen you this way
You know you can trust me – there's nothing you can't say”
He said, “I feel so stupid for feelin' so bad
Keep trying to shake it - I've never felt so sad
Feels like I'm carrying some huge weight with me
It pulls me down - it's so hard to breath
When you look at me, just what do you see?
A different mask – a different version of me
They call me a lucky man cause they don't see
The man in the mirror says it should have been me!
They call me a lucky man, but at what cost?
There ain't no luck!
This lucky man is lost!
I've relived that night so many times
Over and over in my mind
Do you ever wonder what would change if you were gone?
We're all just a number, man
Everybody moves on!”
I’m sick of people tellin' me how much they care
I know they mean well, but they weren't there
They weren't the ones lying on the cold, wet ground
When they close their eyes - they don't hear the sounds!
When you look at me, just what do you see?
A different mask – a different version of me
They call me a lucky man cause they don't see
The man in the mirror says it should have been me!
When you look at me, just what do you see?
A different mask – a different version of me
They call me a lucky man cause they don't see
The man in the mirror says it should have been me!
They call me a lucky man, but at what cost?
There ain't no luck!
This lucky man is lost!
I’ve got so many things runnin’ round my head
I’m plagued by all the “what if’s”
They’re gonna drive me mad!
One minute we’re walking – just two blocks from home…
Then the world goes black…
And I’m all alone
Written by D. Bryant and E. Eady-Ward
Daniel Bryant - vocals
Erien Eady-Ward - guitars, programming
Marcell Chantharath - drums
Mike Mathews - bass
Kevin Medeiros - keyboards
Art by MARCELL CHANTARATH
