Rotten meat everyday,

The roaches infesting me away,

What’s the point in being astray?

What’s the point in not living correctly everyday?

Why is such life a mess?

Unlucky, unlucky boy.

I am the unlucky boy.

The so called “boy” whose name shall not be discussed

They sing the same tune in order to have my trust

Yet they break it the way they break my stride

Unlucky, unlucky boy,

Being different isn’t so easy,

As such is life, lemons aren’t sweet.

The taste of cold medicine in my mouth

Just to cure the sickness of my health.

The blackbird says goodbye,

Unlucky, unlucky boy.

“Why are you so unlucky, boy?”

I don’t know. I’m trying my best,

They laugh at me for just trying to rest,

The bitterness of life,

Oh, you poor, unlucky boy. How could you be so unlucky?

Such is life, they say to me,

Such is life.