Good Morning

Good morning, how you doing
Man if I'm honest, man I've been glooming
The mountaintops now, they feel like roofing
Perceive cartoons as no more than goofing
But deep inside there's, a feeling looming
Like there is more to, this empty room and
I feel empowered, no longer useless
But what is use when? Your heart is moving
Bloom like Shroomish, are you a broom witch
That has landed atop my coopage
I dream of beaches and family cruises
Well maybe one day, I'll dream of youth age yeah
And at a snap of your hand I am at your command
Face blue like a genie, I choke where I stand
And I've just seen a face that inspired my taste
To dream on alone, let the flavor create
A building unabandoned, I don't understand it
Arteries popping, the blood started standing
Got hairs on my arms from the goosebumps that trended
Be my best boy and I promise, won't famish
Good morning to yourself
Good morning to yourself
Good morning to yourself
If a bullet should enter my brain, let that bullet destroy every closet door
If a bullet should enter my brain, let that bullet destroy every closet door



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Blevins
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