We were worn out
To prideful to be saved
Time it kept on coming
Sharpening its blade
Dollar bills bent backwards
Is all I have you see
I wrote a song called lucky
Cnd here you are with me
Look at all these things we've made
Look at how they shine
The damned become the angels now
Now that you are mine
Watch the way the light reflects
Cnd dances with the time
I don't need to wake up now
Now that you are mine