I'm a sign of bad luck On the other side of goodluck Easy life's for me? I'm yet to fill the form Thiago Alcantara, I was never in form The providence, I ask, does he even exist? Why do I and bad things seem to co exist? I'm always struck no matter how I manoeuvre but still struck somehow So I'm just gonna accept this fate Too much praying I'm losing my faith I'm always slipping away Drifting farther, lost from the way My energy is weakened against the force I know it's bigger than me, the force The providence, you've had enough now? Or still planning to draw tears from me somehow? I know how this is all gonna end I know there's illuck at the bend So I'm gonna embrace the valley of death What else can I do? I never had good health Drops after drops, providence, doesn't matter to you, does it? You're the alpha and omega commander in chief, isn't it? Why take the stress to waste time on me? A knife on my neck would set me free I'm gonna walk and walk in life And leave no trace of my life What manner of living is my life called? A black little soul to be tossed and balled Isn't that why you never let me win? Held me in disdain cause of my sin?