Thinking 'bout a something
But the something ain't so clear
Motions of devotions that
You don't want to hear
Pictures by the window so
You can see your fears
Losing what you love
Might bring the realest tears
Come up and see the view
I said it's not all good out there
I don't want to hide away
I think I'd rather
Be dead
Walking for a reason
Cause the reason has no feet
Maybe it's the season
When the reason can defeat
Came to buy a postcard
But the shop is in my town
Feeling like a stranger
But I'm hardly looking down
Come up and see the view
I said it's not all good out there
I don't want to hide away
I think I'd rather
Be dead
Living like the breezes
Coming through
How they groove
Flowing all around
Is what they do
Still they groove
Muzzy Mike - I'd Rather Be Dead Lyrics
Muzzy Mike - I'd Rather Be Dead Lyrics
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Thinking 'bout a something
But the something ain't so clear
Motions of devotions that
You don't want to hear
Pictures by the window so
You can see your fears
Losing what you love
Might bring the realest tears
Come up and see the view
I said it's not all good out there
I don't want to hide away
I think I'd rather
Be dead
Walking for a reason
Cause the reason has no feet
Maybe it's the season
When the reason can defeat
Came to buy a postcard
But the shop is in my town
Feeling like a stranger
But I'm hardly looking down
Come up and see the view
I said it's not all good out there
I don't want to hide away
I think I'd rather
Be dead
Living like the breezes
Coming through
How they groove
Flowing all around
Is what they do
Still they groove
But the something ain't so clear
Motions of devotions that
You don't want to hear
Pictures by the window so
You can see your fears
Losing what you love
Might bring the realest tears
Come up and see the view
I said it's not all good out there
I don't want to hide away
I think I'd rather
Be dead
Walking for a reason
Cause the reason has no feet
Maybe it's the season
When the reason can defeat
Came to buy a postcard
But the shop is in my town
Feeling like a stranger
But I'm hardly looking down
Come up and see the view
I said it's not all good out there
I don't want to hide away
I think I'd rather
Be dead
Living like the breezes
Coming through
How they groove
Flowing all around
Is what they do
Still they groove
Writer: Michael Amaddeo
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