Good Grief
Heavy minded, dragging my head behind me
Somewhere far away where ain't no one would ever find me
Shead my ego, and crept to below
Move pawn to E3, I let my queen go
And my friends go too, guess it depends on who
Is right when at the right time, it don't depend on you
All my outlets is unhealthy, what's a human to do?
I keep to mine, I really can't imagine turning me loose
Win or lose, there's no truce to the battle, don't get you rattled
As the water roars stronger you gone learn to just paddle
I'm Eve with an apple, I am he who lost his beliefs
I'm trying to rearrange them in a way that's easy for me
Okay, someone told me start at the seed, that's right now
I'm tearing it at the seams, I'm knocking the lights out
No wonder I can't sleep, I can't even lie down
I'm chasing these pipe dreams, in search of a new ground
Write me a new sound, read me a new thesis
Feel strong about it, 'til someone picks it to pieces
I'm likely to find a reason, not one to leave it to Jesus
Pour everything in a moment, then hibernate for the season
I'll even dance on the line with the devil himself
If I can revel in the gutter, I can revel in hell
My ex-shorty said goodbye, and said she hopes I get help
It was hard to hear because I know it was real
That's it
Somewhere far away where ain't no one would ever find me
Shead my ego, and crept to below
Move pawn to E3, I let my queen go
And my friends go too, guess it depends on who
Is right when at the right time, it don't depend on you
All my outlets is unhealthy, what's a human to do?
I keep to mine, I really can't imagine turning me loose
Win or lose, there's no truce to the battle, don't get you rattled
As the water roars stronger you gone learn to just paddle
I'm Eve with an apple, I am he who lost his beliefs
I'm trying to rearrange them in a way that's easy for me
Okay, someone told me start at the seed, that's right now
I'm tearing it at the seams, I'm knocking the lights out
No wonder I can't sleep, I can't even lie down
I'm chasing these pipe dreams, in search of a new ground
Write me a new sound, read me a new thesis
Feel strong about it, 'til someone picks it to pieces
I'm likely to find a reason, not one to leave it to Jesus
Pour everything in a moment, then hibernate for the season
I'll even dance on the line with the devil himself
If I can revel in the gutter, I can revel in hell
My ex-shorty said goodbye, and said she hopes I get help
It was hard to hear because I know it was real
That's it
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Writer(s): Christopher Scott
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