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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?
    I wish that I could just
    Get out my god damn way
    What 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 more
    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