Good 4 Me
Mumble Tide
GENRE I turn like your guts
I turn like the tide at night
When the foam goes yellow at the edges
I tried
Did you
Did I
Fate never had my back
It had my arms
You’re in between the lines
I write it down again it’s like an alarm
But I’m not sure what for
Or where it came from
‘don’t know what’s good for me
Can I blame it on
I don’t know what’s bad for me
Another organ
I miss the traffic in the rain in the city walking home lights up the tarmac
Catching eyes through the car’s black windows tv screens switching channels too fast
I drop the colours drop the glances are always for the puddles for the drains
I don’t know what’s good for me
Can I blame it on
I don’t know what’s bad for me
Another organ
I turn like the tide at night
When the foam goes yellow at the edges
I tried
Did you
Did I
Fate never had my back
It had my arms
You’re in between the lines
I write it down again it’s like an alarm
But I’m not sure what for
Or where it came from
‘don’t know what’s good for me
Can I blame it on
I don’t know what’s bad for me
Another organ
I miss the traffic in the rain in the city walking home lights up the tarmac
Catching eyes through the car’s black windows tv screens switching channels too fast
I drop the colours drop the glances are always for the puddles for the drains
I don’t know what’s good for me
Can I blame it on
I don’t know what’s bad for me
Another organ
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