Good Feels Lyrics

Been inside so long that I don't recall

The color of sky beyond the ever-present wall

Tendrils of the end keep trying hard to break me

The eucalyptus trees are winding down

"He's lying. He's lying, can't you see?"

Undermining foundations around for the sake

Of my hearing the sound of them all crashing

Into the virtual sea

It's a hill-going old kind of day

Time to burn the shackles of the frame

Silence all the solemn thoughts of pain

Right the putrid wrongs of laziness

Foolish headband dream I had to get out of me

Is lying for you on the fucking ground

I'm now not okay, the sun has set again, the roof is

Falling in and it's so loud

I'm the coolest man you'll ever stomp around on

So look back on me with a bit of guilt

Hell is feeling right here. In the bright green west of

The no-homeland, USA

Pasta shared with old friends tastes so good

Strings get tangled, forks and lips come through

Rings of smoke fill us inside the room

Finally, the vibes of good old days

Time to burn the shackles of the frame

It's a hill-going old kind of day

Silence all the solemn thoughts of pain

Loose the strangling reins of loneliness