Lungs Like Gallows Lyrics

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Cover art for Lungs Like Gallows lyrics by Senses Fail

Is it luck that's knocking on my back door? Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984. I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors. So give me seven more.

Holy. Shit. Brilliance.