Good Luck

Romaji

Bold of you to assume
For every pain there’s a reason
Some men gotta watch the world burn
Without a thing they can do
It’s just the way it’s all been
Can’t wipe the slate clean
Dark side of history repeating, repeating
Inside your head
Like you’re raising the dead
In terror and dread your heart keeps beating, keeps beating
It’s just the way it’s all been
Can’t wipe the slate clean
So much for treating the symptoms and not the disease
If you’re ready for one more pain
Good luck wiping the slate clean
Your voice will go without an answer
When answers go without a voice
It’s just the way it’s all been
Can’t wipe the slate clean
Dark side of history repeating, repeating
Inside your head
Like you’re raising the dead
In terror and dread your heart keeps beating
It’s just the way it’s all been
Can’t wipe the slate clean
So much for treating the symptoms and not the disease
If you’re ready for one more pain
Good luck wiping the slate clean
Saving hands
You had to turn them down
Why, oh why?
You had to turn them down
Saving hands
You had to turn them down
Prognosis negative
It’s just the way it’s all been
Can’t wipe the slate clean
So much for treating the symptoms and not the disease
If you’re ready for one more pain
It’s just the way it’s all been
Can’t wipe the slate clean
So much for treating the symptoms and not the disease
If you’re ready for one more pain
Good luck wiping the slate clean