Текст Matt Webb – Lucky Numbers

Born with the lucky numbers
Sometimes it makes me wonder
Outgrew the old green truck
Some people just have all the luck

Stop me if you’ve heard this before
Don’t need the weekend anymore
Here’s one to our good fortune
Here’s two for our devotion

I’m free to lead this life I need
Thank my lucky numbers

Sometimes a class closes the door
Sometimes a chance finds something more
Sometimes a tab is worth asking for
Thank mom and dad’s trust in your core

Thank my lucky numbers for
Stage fright and uprights, the bedroom on the other side
For path-finding, mountain climbing time

Goodnight and thanks for coming out
Bright lights ignite without a doubt
Walk through a young man’s dream
It’s everything it seems