Lucky??

I have the angel's tears on my shoulders, a burden crammed away with the rest. I play chance and all it wants to do, is play hide and deceit. I tried to buy your smile, I transferred my dreams into a corrupt bank. When I look forward, luck turns its back and lets me see what’s past. If innocence is pure, ascribe it to venom, they both end in loss. If luck is to be personified then, it is the bastard child of destiny and truth. Orion coiled his belt and hung my lucky star.