Sevens Songtext
von Pluralone

Out of the window toss
Every idea you have
You bring about a loss
And the been and the done
Where you started from
Seeing the seen and doing the seeing
Tryna convince me of
Preach to a choir of one
It′s all luck chances stand on

It's a shame about your luck
We all have our own to contend with
Rolling triple sevens
At war with what we′re born with

It's a game of luck
And again you sulk
Gonna keep rolling sevens
It's never enough
Opening the shut
The demands we put on ourselves


It′s risible all the scorekeeping
Credit taken, taken

Your mind isn′t enough
You look around, try and blame stuff
Rolling triple sevens
It's not you making decisions
Try to change the pull
And where it falls
Gravitational
Brazen as usual

Put your spin on the top
Wind up on the bottom
Under whose control
You′re my wildest thoughts
Maze of dumb luck
Chains come breaking up

Wouldn't you like to know?
We all wait ′round for the end of the show
We all think we know
We all think it's under our control