Yeah I got something to say
Alright
Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed
It's like all hope died in my head
I know I won't try to pretend
I know I come off as bitter, angry, distant, and confused
Cuz when the fuses blow within my brain, my neurons blacken blue
Just like a bruise
A brewing storm of booing faces in the news
Of booming statements from the pews
Into my basement I'll recluse
And there I'll stew
I threw a tantrum and I stamped out to my anthem
But the few presiding thoughts within my brain didn't go tandem
They just spiraled off into the distance
Spinning their own threads
Playing fiddle in my head
Shouting from the minarets
"You're lesser than!"
"There's better men"
"If they can't do it no one can"
"No there is no more time within a day
You've spent all you can spend
Just on a trend"
"You're lesser, lousy, lusting for a lasting end
But listen friend, you're little hissy fit will not latch on again"
"Your acumen is lacking, looking like a liquid in a lens
A leaky liquor cabinet dripping drapping tar into your zen
The garden's red
The bars are bled
Don't start again
You're hardly fed?
You're full and fiending for just more and more and more and more again
So go ahead
And sing a song about how you're stuck in your head
And how you're bucking the trend
But know that your luck's at an end"
I hear the thoughts up in my brain and write em down
It feels profound at times and other times I feel just like a clown
But either way, when I just say the thoughts that threaten my well being
I find that by the end I've found myself a better feeling
I think that lending thoughts a voice provides me mental healing
And that lining them to lyrics is a healthy way of dealing
So if you find my journal and the dark thoughts that I've written
Just know that I had better times, I just wrote out my affliction
When the darkness seems to hide the way
Just look around and you can find a way out
Don't hide away from contrast night and day
Just grab a pen and you can write your way out
Today I woke up in a better state of mind
I tend to find that when I wait the weight abates and stays behind
It dissipates, capitulates, and fizzles straight into the sky
The morning light is more inviting for a lightness on the eyes
In the pinks and periwinkles, I forget the dark of night
And the sprites that gave me fright seem more diminutive in size
All their lies and gnashing incisors have lost their ghastly guise
They're pacified, won't patronize
Just bad advice in the dawning bright
So, in the light and in the brightness of the day
I find a spriteliness and liveliness that I wont chase away
I like the radiance and salience of going out to play
So out my way, on sunny days, I don't have that much to say
When the darkness seems to hide the way
Just look around and you can find a way out
Don't hide away from contrast night and day
Just grab a pen and you can write your way out
Yeah I dunno, that's just how I was feeling
Happens to the best of us
Just gotta take a breath and remember
Things are gonna be alright
And usually go to bed
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Yeah I got something to say
Alright
Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed
It's like all hope died in my head
I know I won't try to pretend
I know I come off as bitter, angry, distant, and confused
Cuz when the fuses blow within my brain, my neurons blacken blue
Just like a bruise
A brewing storm of booing faces in the news
Of booming statements from the pews
Into my basement I'll recluse
And there I'll stew
I threw a tantrum and I stamped out to my anthem
But the few presiding thoughts within my brain didn't go tandem
They just spiraled off into the distance
Spinning their own threads
Playing fiddle in my head
Shouting from the minarets
"You're lesser than!"
"There's better men"
"If they can't do it no one can"
"No there is no more time within a day
You've spent all you can spend
Just on a trend"
"You're lesser, lousy, lusting for a lasting end
But listen friend, you're little hissy fit will not latch on again"
"Your acumen is lacking, looking like a liquid in a lens
A leaky liquor cabinet dripping drapping tar into your zen
The garden's red
The bars are bled
Don't start again
You're hardly fed?
You're full and fiending for just more and more and more and more again
So go ahead
And sing a song about how you're stuck in your head
And how you're bucking the trend
But know that your luck's at an end"
I hear the thoughts up in my brain and write em down
It feels profound at times and other times I feel just like a clown
But either way, when I just say the thoughts that threaten my well being
I find that by the end I've found myself a better feeling
I think that lending thoughts a voice provides me mental healing
And that lining them to lyrics is a healthy way of dealing
So if you find my journal and the dark thoughts that I've written
Just know that I had better times, I just wrote out my affliction
When the darkness seems to hide the way
Just look around and you can find a way out
Don't hide away from contrast night and day
Just grab a pen and you can write your way out
Today I woke up in a better state of mind
I tend to find that when I wait the weight abates and stays behind
It dissipates, capitulates, and fizzles straight into the sky
The morning light is more inviting for a lightness on the eyes
In the pinks and periwinkles, I forget the dark of night
And the sprites that gave me fright seem more diminutive in size
All their lies and gnashing incisors have lost their ghastly guise
They're pacified, won't patronize
Just bad advice in the dawning bright
So, in the light and in the brightness of the day
I find a spriteliness and liveliness that I wont chase away
I like the radiance and salience of going out to play
So out my way, on sunny days, I don't have that much to say
When the darkness seems to hide the way
Just look around and you can find a way out
Don't hide away from contrast night and day
Just grab a pen and you can write your way out
Yeah I dunno, that's just how I was feeling
Happens to the best of us
Just gotta take a breath and remember
Things are gonna be alright
And usually go to bed
Alright
Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed
It's like all hope died in my head
I know I won't try to pretend
I know I come off as bitter, angry, distant, and confused
Cuz when the fuses blow within my brain, my neurons blacken blue
Just like a bruise
A brewing storm of booing faces in the news
Of booming statements from the pews
Into my basement I'll recluse
And there I'll stew
I threw a tantrum and I stamped out to my anthem
But the few presiding thoughts within my brain didn't go tandem
They just spiraled off into the distance
Spinning their own threads
Playing fiddle in my head
Shouting from the minarets
"You're lesser than!"
"There's better men"
"If they can't do it no one can"
"No there is no more time within a day
You've spent all you can spend
Just on a trend"
"You're lesser, lousy, lusting for a lasting end
But listen friend, you're little hissy fit will not latch on again"
"Your acumen is lacking, looking like a liquid in a lens
A leaky liquor cabinet dripping drapping tar into your zen
The garden's red
The bars are bled
Don't start again
You're hardly fed?
You're full and fiending for just more and more and more and more again
So go ahead
And sing a song about how you're stuck in your head
And how you're bucking the trend
But know that your luck's at an end"
I hear the thoughts up in my brain and write em down
It feels profound at times and other times I feel just like a clown
But either way, when I just say the thoughts that threaten my well being
I find that by the end I've found myself a better feeling
I think that lending thoughts a voice provides me mental healing
And that lining them to lyrics is a healthy way of dealing
So if you find my journal and the dark thoughts that I've written
Just know that I had better times, I just wrote out my affliction
When the darkness seems to hide the way
Just look around and you can find a way out
Don't hide away from contrast night and day
Just grab a pen and you can write your way out
Today I woke up in a better state of mind
I tend to find that when I wait the weight abates and stays behind
It dissipates, capitulates, and fizzles straight into the sky
The morning light is more inviting for a lightness on the eyes
In the pinks and periwinkles, I forget the dark of night
And the sprites that gave me fright seem more diminutive in size
All their lies and gnashing incisors have lost their ghastly guise
They're pacified, won't patronize
Just bad advice in the dawning bright
So, in the light and in the brightness of the day
I find a spriteliness and liveliness that I wont chase away
I like the radiance and salience of going out to play
So out my way, on sunny days, I don't have that much to say
When the darkness seems to hide the way
Just look around and you can find a way out
Don't hide away from contrast night and day
Just grab a pen and you can write your way out
Yeah I dunno, that's just how I was feeling
Happens to the best of us
Just gotta take a breath and remember
Things are gonna be alright
And usually go to bed
Writer: Brendan Boyd
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid