Sad Story (Out of Luck) [Burak Yeter Remix]

A sad story, might find it boring

Lost his mum to a drug named Heroin

Father's gone, so grandma's left with everything

Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin

I never really knew him when he was growing up

But I assumed that it was a little fucked

No parents for him to look up to

Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck

Shit, I used to think he was a dick

Tried too hard to fit

And never grew out of it

Now he don't talk too much,

Talk too much

He's probably given up,

Given up

I think he's had enough, had enough

'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

Now he don't talk too much,

Talk too much

He's probably given up

Given up

I think he's had enough, had enough

'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

Never left his home town, that's what probably did it

Never saw the other worlds

He didn't want to go and get it

Occupied by fitting in where minds are small west

Small things make the small things feel so tall

Will he ever change? well, apparently

He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades

Would it help his case?

Oh, I couldn't ever say

Now he don't talk too much

Talk too much

He's probably given up

Given up

I think he's had enough, had enough

'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

Now he don't talk too much

Talk too much

He's probably given up

Given up

I think he's had enough, had enough

'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

And now he's locked away

Twenty one years of age

How many lives must go to waste

Far as graves, until I see some fucking change?

And I don't even know why

We continue to

Fight one another now

Now he don't talk too much, talk too much

He's probably given up, given up

I think he's had enough, had enough

'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

Now he don't talk too much, talk too much

He's probably given up, given up

I think he's had enough, had enough

'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck