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A Stroke Of Luck

Garbage

Hanging by threads of palest silver
I could have stayed that way forever
Blood and ghost wrapped tight around me
Nothing could ever seem to touch me 
I lose what I love most
Did you know I was lost until you found me? 

Stroke of luck or gift from god?
Hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me 

Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down
And all around me, falling 
You say that you'll be there to catch me
Or will you only try to trap me?
These are the rules I make
Our chains were meant to break
You'll never change me 
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
You're falling down
And all around me, falling 

Stroke of luck or gift from god?
Hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me now 

Don't ask me why
Don't even try 

Stroke of luck or gift from god?
Hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me 

Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down
And all around me, falling 
Falling...