Oh Fortune lyrics by Dan Mangan. Oh fortune, bring fortune, To spare. Times passing, And we're worsing, For wear. Aching for breathable air, And, oh my god...
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Oh fortune, bring fortune,
To spare.
Times passing,
And we're worsing,
For wear.
Aching for breathable air,
And, oh my god it's killing me.
Oh chances,
Oh forces, of luck.
Feels arid, windows boarded,
Enough.
Lord, let those skies open up.
Powers that be, forsaken me.
Oh choices, bring voices
Resound.
Please be merry, when i am buried,
In the ground.
Nice to have the kids around.
Oh my god, it's killing me.
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