Nothing good happens in the rain
All is dark and dull and grey and incomplete and obsolete
I've learn to love the things you hate
Like blue jeans the color green the in betweens
Never will I sing for you
For you've done nothing except choose if you love me or the "better" you
Think about that when you lose
Your own sun to the clouds who allowed his rainbow shoes
Nothing happens in the rain
Except the few who I grew to adore each everyday
It was all just a facade
Like the mask in which I ask would you take it off for me
Nothing happens in the rain
Except the few who I grew to adore each everyday
It was all just a facade
Like the mask in which I ask would you take it off for me
B-Side Suite - Nothing Good Happens in the Rain Lyrics
B-Side Suite - Nothing Good Happens in the Rain Lyrics
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Nothing good happens in the rain
All is dark and dull and grey and incomplete and obsolete
I've learn to love the things you hate
Like blue jeans the color green the in betweens
Never will I sing for you
For you've done nothing except choose if you love me or the "better" you
Think about that when you lose
Your own sun to the clouds who allowed his rainbow shoes
Nothing happens in the rain
Except the few who I grew to adore each everyday
It was all just a facade
Like the mask in which I ask would you take it off for me
Nothing happens in the rain
Except the few who I grew to adore each everyday
It was all just a facade
Like the mask in which I ask would you take it off for me
All is dark and dull and grey and incomplete and obsolete
I've learn to love the things you hate
Like blue jeans the color green the in betweens
Never will I sing for you
For you've done nothing except choose if you love me or the "better" you
Think about that when you lose
Your own sun to the clouds who allowed his rainbow shoes
Nothing happens in the rain
Except the few who I grew to adore each everyday
It was all just a facade
Like the mask in which I ask would you take it off for me
Nothing happens in the rain
Except the few who I grew to adore each everyday
It was all just a facade
Like the mask in which I ask would you take it off for me
Writer: Justus Witcher
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid