GOOD SONGS : BETTER TIMESのジャケット写真

歌詞

Pavements

Good Grief

Please tell me why

I can't seem so distant from the place that I call home

Crawling on the pavements of the city of no sleep

It's the kind of day that makes me feel like you're the

Worst dead fucked-up

Prove your superiority

You broke me down

That's why I've got my faith

Stop trying to see me hold it back

You're breaking me down

So I've got my faith

Stop trying to see me hold it back

You've got turned around

All the questions left unanswered

Beat my heart fast

Sometimes I don't even see a single means to keep my thoughts stay bent

Days and nights I'd drive to you

But you won't find me there

Never

That's the best of what I've found

I built my faith on the bed of ice

You threw your memories, and they fell like leaves

Press your feet along the perception of fault

It's what you've bartered for

You're right

It can't be true that being on my own

Is a liberty but just silent struggle

Getting so sick of our modern life running out

Patiently waiting for the journey to be set off

It can't be true that being on my own

Is a liberty but just silent struggle

Getting so sick of our modern life running out

When you say “No,” I know it doesn't even matter

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    Good Grief

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