Lucky Sentimental Songtext
von Northbound

You know I'm not the type to let shit like this go.
But, I still want to watch Twin Peaks, and nap all day,
And kiss the curve in your clavicle.

I guess I'm a fool,
For wasting my breath on you.
I guess I'm a fool,
For missing good mornings and goodnight calls.
Well, the lucky sentimental still hangs on my wall.
I hang my head.
I've always been against the grit,
So I'm rough around the edge.


But don't let me go,
I'm not the type who can just figure this out on my own.
Don't let me go,
I don't want to be alone, anymore.
Miserable here alone.

Well, you said that I was wasting space.

Well don't let me go,
I'm not the type who can figure this out on my own.
Don't let me go,
Cause I'm not the type who can just figure this out on my own.

Don't let me go,
I'm not the type who can just figure this out on my own.
Don't let me go,
I don't want to be alone, anymore.
Miserable here alone.

I'm not a waste of space.
But I'm easy to erase.