A Stroke Of Luck - Garbage

Hanging by threads of palest silver 
I could have stayed that way forever 
Bad blood and ghosts wrapped tight around me 
Nothing could ever seem to touch me 

I lose what I love most 
Did you know I was lost until you found me? 

Stroke of luck or gift from God? 
Hand of fate or devil's claws? 
From below or saints above? 
You come to me 

Here comes the cold again 
I feel it closing in 
It's falling down 
And all around me, falling 

You say that you'll be there to catch me 
Or will you only try to trap me? 
These are the rules I make 
Our chains were meant to break, you'll never change me 

Here comes the cold again 
I feel it closing in 
You're falling down 
And all around me, falling 

Stroke of luck or gift from God? 
Hand of fate or devil's claws? 
From below or saints above? 
You come to me now 

Don't ask me why 
Don't even try 

Stroke of luck or gift from God? 
Hand of fate or devil's claws? 
From below or saints above? 
You come to me 

Here comes the cold again 
I feel it closing in 
It's falling down 
And all around me, falling 

Falling...