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I spent the whole day in my head Do a little spring cleaning I'm always too busy dreaming Well, maybe I should wake up instead A lot of things I regret, but I just say I forget Why can't it just be easy? Why does everybody need me to stay? Well I hate the feeling, when your high but underneath the ceiling Got the cards in my hand I hate dealing Get everything I need then I'm gone But it ain't stealing can I get a break? Wish I could just, get out my god damn way What else is there to say, ain't a better time in the day Maybe I'll lay down for a little Instead of always trying to figure everything out And all I do is say sorry Half the time I don't even know what I'm saying it about
Good news, good news, good news That's all they wanna hear No, they don't like it when I'm down When I'm flying it make 'em so uncomfortable So different, what's the difference?
Well it ain't that bad It could always be worse I'm running out of gas Hardly anything left Hope I make it home from work So tired of being so tired Why do I gotta build something beautiful just to go set it on fire? I'm no lie but, sometimes the truth don't sound like the truth Maybe 'cause it ain't, I just love the way it sound when I say it So what I do? If you know me it ain't anything new Wake up to the moon, haven't seen the sun in a while But I heard that the skies still blue Heard they don't talk about me too much, no That's a problem with a closed door
Good news, good news, good news That's all they wanna hear No, they don't like it when I'm down When I'm flying oh, it make 'em so uncomfortable So different, what's the difference?
That there's a whole lot more for me waiting on the other side I'm always wondering, if it feel like summer I know maybe I'm too late I could make it there some other time Then I'll finally discover That there's a whole lot more for me waiting That there's a whole lot more for me waiting I know maybe I'm too late I could make it there some other time Then I'll finally discover That it ain't that bad Ain't so bad, when it ain't that bad At least it don't gotta be no more No more, no more, no more, no more
Letra de Good News
I spent the whole day in my head Do a little spring cleaning I'm always too busy dreaming Well, maybe I should wake up instead A lot of things I regret, but I just say I forget Why can't it just be easy? Why does everybody need me to stay? Well I hate the feeling, when your high but underneath the ceiling Got the cards in my hand I hate dealing Get everything I need then I'm gone But it ain't stealing can I get a break? Wish I could just, get out my god damn way What else is there to say, ain't a better time in the day Maybe I'll lay down for a little Instead of always trying to figure everything out And all I do is say sorry Half the time I don't even know what I'm saying it about
Good news, good news, good news That's all they wanna hear No, they don't like it when I'm down When I'm flying it make 'em so uncomfortable So different, what's the difference?
Well it ain't that bad It could always be worse I'm running out of gas Hardly anything left Hope I make it home from work So tired of being so tired Why do I gotta build something beautiful just to go set it on fire? I'm no lie but, sometimes the truth don't sound like the truth Maybe 'cause it ain't, I just love the way it sound when I say it So what I do? If you know me it ain't anything new Wake up to the moon, haven't seen the sun in a while But I heard that the skies still blue Heard they don't talk about me too much, no That's a problem with a closed door
Good news, good news, good news That's all they wanna hear No, they don't like it when I'm down When I'm flying oh, it make 'em so uncomfortable So different, what's the difference?
That there's a whole lot more for me waiting on the other side I'm always wondering, if it feel like summer I know maybe I'm too late I could make it there some other time Then I'll finally discover That there's a whole lot more for me waiting That there's a whole lot more for me waiting I know maybe I'm too late I could make it there some other time Then I'll finally discover That it ain't that bad Ain't so bad, when it ain't that bad At least it don't gotta be no more No more, no more, no more, no more