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hope it'll be a good day

 

hope it'll be a good day


[Thomas Reid:]
I hope it'll be a good day
I hope it'll be a good day

[cøzybøy:]
They say I stumble when I walk
But they don't see I move my feet
At least forward in my sleep
I wake up from dreams that
Folded into nightmares
The night tears my eyes wide open in the sheets
I wrestle with demons
Pieces of my mind scatter swiftly into air
When I talk to all these people that I care about
Air it out, that's just what my therapist's been saying
She been helping me with scary thoughts and
Girls I really like a lot
I been trying hard to fix myself this year
'Cause I was thinking, I wouldn't even be here
So I been trying hard to fix myself this year
'Cause I was thinking, I wouldn't even be here

[Thomas Reid:]
I hope it'll be a good day
I hope it'll be a good day

[Rxseboy:]
I've been moving slower in my dreams
And I don't know what it means
But it's exactly what it seems
This depression comes in waves, like I'm sailing out overseas
They see me crying, feel the knives inside poking me as we speak
Lost atop the balcony
What is my reality
I can't come back to earth 'cause I'm
Losing grip of my gravity (every day)
Good luck with catching me
A failure of a masterpiece
I tear apart these wings
That I used to fight with so gallantly
I am not a hero, please don't group me with them
I've never saved nobody's life, I'd rather soak in their dread
A waste of oxygen, on top of that, I'm better off dead
I tend to wounds that never heal, and ease the pain with the meds
I'm very stressed, well aware of this position that I've taken up
Tell you all these stories people try to say I'm making up
I'm sorry that I got the drama, maybe I don't pray enough
I'm coming from a place where nobody thought I'd be brave enough

[Thomas Reid:]
I hope it'll be a good day
I hope it'll be a good day

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