good again
It's getting bad again
What if it lasts again
'Cause I was feeling it in July
And now I feel like I could cry
'Cause the new year's coming up like it was never old
And I still miss my friends
Thought I'd get over it
But I cling on to their clothes
From late nights, sand, and smoke
While they're on the other coast
Can't hear the music anymore
And I'll get good again
Just you wait
Yeah, I'll get good again
I'm never late
Work myself to death
'Cause there's nothing left for me in this town
Yeah, it just brings me down
Notice I bite my tongue
'Cause I always say something wrong
But the taste of metal ain't that bad
'Cause my jokes aren't funny, they're just sad
And the punchline, the punchline's getting old
So this feeling's lodged in my throat
Can't speak or I start to choke
But I gladly turn blue for the chance to talk to you
Read your lips in a crowded room
Fleeting moments I can't get used to
And I'll get good again
Just you wait
Yeah, I'll get good again
I'm never late
Work myself to death
'Cause there's nothing left for me in this town
Yeah, it just brings me down
And I'll get good again
Just you wait
Yeah, I'll get good again
I'm never late
Work myself to death
'Cause there's gotta be something left outside this town
This one just brings me down
What if it lasts again
'Cause I was feeling it in July
And now I feel like I could cry
'Cause the new year's coming up like it was never old
And I still miss my friends
Thought I'd get over it
But I cling on to their clothes
From late nights, sand, and smoke
While they're on the other coast
Can't hear the music anymore
And I'll get good again
Just you wait
Yeah, I'll get good again
I'm never late
Work myself to death
'Cause there's nothing left for me in this town
Yeah, it just brings me down
Notice I bite my tongue
'Cause I always say something wrong
But the taste of metal ain't that bad
'Cause my jokes aren't funny, they're just sad
And the punchline, the punchline's getting old
So this feeling's lodged in my throat
Can't speak or I start to choke
But I gladly turn blue for the chance to talk to you
Read your lips in a crowded room
Fleeting moments I can't get used to
And I'll get good again
Just you wait
Yeah, I'll get good again
I'm never late
Work myself to death
'Cause there's nothing left for me in this town
Yeah, it just brings me down
And I'll get good again
Just you wait
Yeah, I'll get good again
I'm never late
Work myself to death
'Cause there's gotta be something left outside this town
This one just brings me down
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Writer(s): Asal Takesh
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