All Good

I need somewhere to be
I wanna be where you're at
I'm sick of climbing trees without anyone to catch me if I fall
I'm hanging out on the edge
I'm thinking silly thoughts
I'm just looking for a hand to hold me back from jumping off
I take a hit of the finest green and when I exhale I'm hanging out on the beach. Uh huh

And it's all good

Put all my eggs in a basket and sent it out to sea
It didn't float two feet before it started to sink
I shoulda known better
The world is falling apart
Splitting apart at the seams
It seems we're all going crazy chasing after our dreams
Just take a hit of the finest green, exhale, then you'll be hanging out on the beach. Uh huh

And it's all good
I'm just looking for a hand to hold; someone to watch this world implode with



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Oliver Vella, Barnabas William Henry Freeman
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