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LUCKY BREAK

@Rodeorhymes
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◆ LYRICS · WRITER-FIRST
I’ve been carrying bricks in the dark too long
Every step I take feels like a test of my lungs
I’m not looking for a way out, I’m looking for a break
Some days the weight don’t move, it just learns my shape
I’ve fought through the storm with my hands still open
Kept my head above water while the floor kept broken
One problem fades and two more move in line
Like they know my name, like they’re counting my time

I don’t need a crown, I just need a chance
A little light on the edge of this shaky land
If the world would ease up, even once, maybe then
I could breathe, could rebuild, could begin again

Just give me a lucky break
Something real I can hold, something heavy enough to make
These hard days feel less cruel, these nights feel less loud
I’d put it where it matters, I’d lift my whole house
For my children first, for the dream still alive
For the work still waiting on the other side
I’m a fighter, yeah, but even fighters need grace
Just give me, give me, give me a lucky break

People see the smile, never see the receipts
Never see the miles I’ve walked on tired feet
Money slips fast when you’re holding folks together
Trying to keep the roof on through this endless weather
I’ve got projects half-built, promises half-said
Ideas in the kitchen and plans in my head
Me and you started something that deserves to stand
But dreams don’t breathe easy without a helping hand

I’m not asking for gold, just enough to rise
Enough to stop surviving and start feeling alive
If luck could land soft, if relief could stay
I’d turn this whole burden into a brighter day

Just give me a lucky break
Something real I can hold, something heavy enough to make
These hard days feel less cruel, these nights feel less loud
I’d put it where it matters, I’d lift my whole house
For my children first, for the dream still alive
For the work still waiting on the other side
I’m a fighter, yeah, but even fighters need grace
Just give me, give me, give me a lucky break

I don’t want pity, I want a door
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