GoodNews

Please, yes, please I just need some Peace, yes, please I just need some I deserve some good news Something that I could do I've been humming good blues Got nothing else to do I just need some good news Just too bright to snooze Feel like I got to prove That I can get a good mood Started in first and ended it worst Looking for something to fit in a verse Still in my search Willing the mercs Hid in my purse The feeling it hurts Losing my grip Burning my fingertips So they cannot merge Me with a clone If not I'll do it alone Waiting for the day that it'll click If not these melodies best stick Daily going through crisis Tryna find lightning more than lices Head scratched more than prices Can't sellout beyond my eyelids Missions looking like the titans Cause the inks out the plans tryna get it in writing Before I 2012 like the Mayans Hiding In my thoughts like I never did before All these straws always coming back short but for sure I'll be sipping from fountains Pressure on my traps from moving mountains Question while I write this Can I be the nicest Dices spin in twices Oh it's so striking Oh I see the mice men staring me out I just feel the breeze whilst they airing me out I deserve some good news Something that I could do I've been humming good blues Got nothing else to do I just need some good news Just too bright to snooze Feel like I got to prove That I can get a good mood Have you lost faith in the world like me? Floated off space from the world like me? Falling out of sorts grabbed it back tightly? So you catch my drift like that's tightly? Counted all the days in the month nightly Let it run its course over you frightening Maybe it's time for a change might be Maybe it's time for a change? Dreaming since seven of a life so pleasant But there's only sand in my mind it's a desert All the wires inside have been severed All my armour outside is now weathered Maybe I'll never get the news like paper planes I'll hit the ground or just stay the same All the fine print days ingrained I just see the names of who to blame I'm that guy but my articles nought How mundane these particles soar Above this page these books these laws I can't grip these nails been claws Scratched my eyes these retinas torn From these screens that doubts were born Tired of all self-hate self-scorned I'll just look for hope in the morn I deserve some good news Something that I could do I've been humming good blues Got nothing else to do I just need some good news Just too bright to snooze Feel like I got to prove That I can get a good mood I deserve some good news Something that I could do I've been humming good blues Got nothing else to do I just need some good news Just too bright to snooze Feel like I got to prove That I can get a good mood