Running Out of Luck

Devon

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We knew the purpose of our lives
Although the road is full of treats and deceptions
The real world, in despite of dreams
Seems like a game that we can't choose

Somedays the sun seems not to shine
And every shot ends up aimless and useless
Missing the words, missing the meaning
A stormy night that we're going through

Running out of luck
But with the dice still in hands
A new feeling inside is glowing
Glows like a shinning star