I was born lucky, got to be that jupiter trine.
Fate s baddest angels crackin up at all of my lies.
I bank and I glide.
One dynamite ride.
A bump and a grind.
That blows my mind.
Kindness surrounds and compensates when I am blind.
A hand reaches down and rights me when I m gonna slide.
No need to rush and join the troops.
I ll be down again.
Trouble closes in.
I ll be down again.
To my righteous end.
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