LUCKYGIRL, susi

When the chips are down,



And you're blinded on your feet,


You're standing up and walking,


But you know you are dead meat.






The sky is busting,


It's near the break of day,


You're running out options,


Running out of place.






The leaves are cracking,


Withered on the trees,


Beg you darling,


Won?t you say a prayer for me,


I need your benediction,


'Cause I?m a soul in need,


I can?t sit down much lower,


'Cause I'm on my knees.