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letra de good night - marzoña

[verse 1]
another day, another dollar
but what’s the price i pay if i don’t have a minute of calm?
a comma on the check can’t change my happiness, so i find it best to leave the drama where it is
but this vest ain’t bulletproof, it don’t protect my heart
might need an oversized tee so it’s harder to hit the mark
but i don’t mind that she got pinpoint accuracy
in fact it’ll be smarter if i just roll up my sleeve
so bullseye quick and we can take liftoff in 3, 2, 1…
i think she missed the flight
“i can’t tonight”, the story of my life
it hurts right now, but i think everything will be alright, now, won’t it?
like, how do i know that she could be the one?
how do i know that this path i’m taking is the same i’ll be on when i’m done?
how do i know what my purpose is?
this dearth of certainty is closing curtains on yearnings that blur with the rising sun
am i jumping the gun? are you listening? is anyone?
do you hear me? does she hear me?
am i sounding like someone in a corner at a party draining all the fun?
but there’s a balance to the good and bad, there’s happy, there’s sad
1109 shades between black and white
and today i think the orange and the purple of the sky around 7 was the perfect light
i wouldn’t mind if that stuck in my mind the rest of my life
an antidote to the poison i ended up drinking
got a few loose bolts so i crank them
i blank it and i thank it, so i can stop thinking that i was a fool to think this feeling was ephemeral
i know i’ll always feel this way about her, and that’s just how i am: nostalgic
and i’ll be looking back on these past loves and logged days that made me into this shape of a man
[verse 2]
i can feel the self-doubt creeping in, slowly making its way through my skin, with my confidence in the bas-m-nt
things i shoulda said, moves i shoulda made
all the dates we never went on looping on in my imagination
this movie’s getting old, i’m ready to change my tune
but i think i might be a little too scared to
well, i’m too content to trust my bent
and hope i pirouette in her mind the way she does in mine
cuz i look at her with feelings, she speaks to me in words
no verse, am i cursed with a love of her language?
i got time for love language, ours work in concert
but in time will this love languish?
this doubt keeps me thinking i’m not good enough for her
but i know i am good enough and i am not settling
and if she gets back, well, i hope that i’m getting a second date
or someday we’ll try when the time is right
when she’s no longer floating on a wind that’s passing me by
when i get my sh-t straight, but what is a normal life?
i had a vision things would look a little different
2020: the year of “i was supposed to”s and lost time
kuya said to think of it as “i planned to”s
you gotta choose to view it through a hue of blue
but who knew, i’d still be waiting in that queue
biding time til i can get freaky like babu
inside i’m still just a scared boy
psyche stuck back in 2011, with a fear of confrontation
i fear that this feeling of not meeting expectations is so restraining
but i guess i’m just fearing all that’s changing
but when will it be my time?
i’ve been feeling so impatient
live rent free in your mind, you’ll breathe my name in every exhalation
i won’t say sh-t to satiate the devil that’s been latent
so i’ll raise my voice til the date of my expiration
[finale]
i still feel like i’m running out of time
thing is, frankly, i’m still in my prime
with a million other chances, not just tonight
so close my eyes and know
i still got life, i still got youth
i’ll find a little peace of mind, i’ll find my route
somehow, i still got hope, still feel brand new
and every night i still dream that i’ll still have you by my side

good night

- marzona

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