Poster Boys for Bad Luck

[Verse 1: Christian Fisher &
Ricky Uhlenbrock
Don’t push your luck
Or you’ll never make it out alive
It’s time to choose whether to spill your guts
Or choke swallowing your pride
(time's up)
You’re just another hurdle that is standing in our way
You have so much left to learn
And you’ve got nothing left to say
So count your wins and cut your losses
‘Cause we know you’re keeping score
You won the battle but you lost the war
So let’s go, we’re bad news and we’re coming for you
‘Cause we’ve got nothing to lose
I bet you think you’re special
But you’re a fake and every breath you take
Is the worst mistake you’ve ever made
So listen up and I’ll break this down for you
We’ve been down on our luck since 1992
You keep running your mouth
And now we’re running out of patience
We’ve had enough with all these one way conversations