Transition into Crazy
Remembering when you were fearless well
(You can get there)
(You can get there)
Running naked through the tall grass well
(You can get there)
(You can get there)
If all you wanted to eat is toast there's
(Nutella)
(Nutella)
You know I don't really agree with it
But if it works for you
It works for me
Just don't hurt yourself on Christmas day
There's gotta be something more you could say
Then you'll put on a note and anyway
It's a pretty shitty present to give
(I'd rather socks and jocks)
To distract from thoughts well anything goes
You can briefly try using tv shows
One day theyll fix then end of game of thrones
They rushed it I propose
(even Jon Snow knows)
Drinking beer until you're on your ass
Psychedelics and smoking grass
Is not ideal but if the horrors pass
You won't give a damn about your past
(It's already in the past)
Everyone gets down from time to time
Your mental breaks are not how your defined
We rarely talk about it as you'll find
No one likes exposing vulnerabilities
(Feels like your naked)
Ill expose mine with the intention of helping you heal
And we can feel a little less shitter together
And if you don't believe me believe in this
Coz its purely mathematical statistics
10,000 bad days have a random chance of bliss
And in the moment it's a total eclipse
So keep your chin up little sis
And to anyone else who's listening to this
The Time will come, I insist
It'll be worth all the bullshit
Just for this
(You can get there)
(You can get there)
Running naked through the tall grass well
(You can get there)
(You can get there)
If all you wanted to eat is toast there's
(Nutella)
(Nutella)
You know I don't really agree with it
But if it works for you
It works for me
Just don't hurt yourself on Christmas day
There's gotta be something more you could say
Then you'll put on a note and anyway
It's a pretty shitty present to give
(I'd rather socks and jocks)
To distract from thoughts well anything goes
You can briefly try using tv shows
One day theyll fix then end of game of thrones
They rushed it I propose
(even Jon Snow knows)
Drinking beer until you're on your ass
Psychedelics and smoking grass
Is not ideal but if the horrors pass
You won't give a damn about your past
(It's already in the past)
Everyone gets down from time to time
Your mental breaks are not how your defined
We rarely talk about it as you'll find
No one likes exposing vulnerabilities
(Feels like your naked)
Ill expose mine with the intention of helping you heal
And we can feel a little less shitter together
And if you don't believe me believe in this
Coz its purely mathematical statistics
10,000 bad days have a random chance of bliss
And in the moment it's a total eclipse
So keep your chin up little sis
And to anyone else who's listening to this
The Time will come, I insist
It'll be worth all the bullshit
Just for this
Credits
Writer(s): Rhys Latchford
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