Текст песни GoodNews - Bayley

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