Bad Day
Sometimes it seems to have more the one thing blocking my path
These used to be the moments that she says everything would be ok
But we cannot be sure of things, until the future
Baby, your bus arrived too early in this morning
It didn't seem like a thing to worry about
But you ghost still hauntes me when you're out
If you are going to be too late, take a picture
That we will make memories about
There's not so much to do now
Cos' it's a bad day
What a strange feeling
Oh, it's a bad day
She packed her bags, went out the door
Got on the bus, I came back home
I still see her shadow through the windows
And now, since seasons passed around
I feel too heavy to be carried by the time
If I'm alive, it's 'cos I don't even have a choice
The pictures gone with storms echoing voices
If you wanted to run away, why didn't you told me?
Now i'm alone in our house
I would run away with you anywhere
But it's a bad day
What a strange feeling
Oh there's something around
With a muffled voice
And I can't understand
What it's talking about
Empty bottles
Clothes around
And something on the ground
Oh, it's a bad day
What a strange feeling
Oh, it's a bad day
These used to be the moments that she says everything would be ok
But we cannot be sure of things, until the future
Baby, your bus arrived too early in this morning
It didn't seem like a thing to worry about
But you ghost still hauntes me when you're out
If you are going to be too late, take a picture
That we will make memories about
There's not so much to do now
Cos' it's a bad day
What a strange feeling
Oh, it's a bad day
She packed her bags, went out the door
Got on the bus, I came back home
I still see her shadow through the windows
And now, since seasons passed around
I feel too heavy to be carried by the time
If I'm alive, it's 'cos I don't even have a choice
The pictures gone with storms echoing voices
If you wanted to run away, why didn't you told me?
Now i'm alone in our house
I would run away with you anywhere
But it's a bad day
What a strange feeling
Oh there's something around
With a muffled voice
And I can't understand
What it's talking about
Empty bottles
Clothes around
And something on the ground
Oh, it's a bad day
What a strange feeling
Oh, it's a bad day
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Writer(s): Luan Coelho
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