Tekstovi: Every Avenue. Fame And (Mis) Fortune.

This is the way you ruined your view
you painted yourself to the back of the room
and now the walls start closing in
you buy your problems off a shelf and you realize then
your problems are ugly and weak
your words are so soft you can't even speak
these bones mean money to him, they'll sell themselves for fashion and fortune

i-i got a feeling we'll be alright
because i-i haven't felt this good in a long time
haven't felt this good, whoa
no, i haven't felt this good

stuck in the place where you are
you made up your face, left you a star
see them draw the heat from their veins,
its such a cold feeling when your blood's been replaced.
its a bad taste to swallow your pride
the darkness in your chest tells a lot from your eyes
there's not a dollar that can crawl back inside
whats the cost of living if you've purchased your life?

i-i got a feeling that we'll be alright
because i-i haven't felt this good in a long time.
haven't felt this good,
no i haven't felt this good

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i-i got a feeling that we'll be alright, (yeah)
because i-i haven't felt this good in along time.
i-i got a feeling that we'll be alright (i got a feeling)
because i-i haven't felt this good in a long time (got a feeling)