What a nice day to pull all the stops
Seems my favorite things have got
Lost in my worries and forgotten
They say you can't shake happiness if its not fake or lost in my head
I've got lines to straighten
I'll find out what they mean
Ain't it crazy, how it all comes true
When you feed my whole desire
Each day is a bullet to take
Stressed so much that life feels fake
Sometimes I worry I've forgotten
They say keep it straight
Gotta know when not to wait
Babe it's too late
Tell me baby, will it all come true
Here's the story, sitting on my porch and boom boom
Imagine that not too many have
See it blurry, keep my thoughts all grey then boom boom
Another laugh I'm never getting back

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