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letra de goodsad - static res

intro:

i feel goodsad, still cannot fight that
i feel goodsad, still cannot fight that
i feel goodsad, still cannot fight that
i feel goodsad, still cannot fight that

verse:

i left my head in the past, rest of me getting detached
i’m getting h-lla good looks, but i’m getting the sads
it feels good to be human, all my thoughts is -ssuming
i want that low end to slap, compare myself and that’s trash
that’s vein, i’m frozen at that
i’ve got mixed wardrobe, it ain’t match
i got greek on my ribs, to attach

paperclip, face your fear and relax
ever since, i got out the trance
like my friends was tryna tell me run when i can’t, ay
taught myself to walk before i was dancin’
they like you working? said i knew but they can’t
i got a nice sense of good with the sad
juxtapose, you just supposed to do that
take a step away just to advance

all that baggage that i rap about
i feel good when i can settle down
i feel good on instrumentals when i’m fleshing out
fresh air i feel like stepping out, my comfort zone
it really wear me out

chorus:

i guess all the way, i can draw to reach, i can draw the same
what’s this got to lose, any side of me’s got a piece to break

verse 2:

said that you know me, i guess you a has been
and i got poetry, see pictures of old me
how did this end up, just like my old dreams
look out that window, seasons a symbol
you tryna trace me, there’s no escaping
i’m hit or miss though, write from my headphones
no fingers is pointing, i make appointments
to meet with my insight
hope you afford my, sound be distorted, step be so insole
you want that buy-in, but you going un-sold
artists is bias, unless they be ingrown
i catch a body, you can’t touch rim though
when you would doubt me, that was too od
millennial instinct, hope that my outreach
bigger than online
there was a time though, wouldn’t reply though
i feel goodsad, still cannot digest
feelings when you know, they never liked you
i never liked that, well i don’t write back
they never fight back

i feel goodsad, still cannot fight that
i feel goodsad, still cannot fight that
i feel goodsad, still cannot fight that
i feel goodsad, still cannot fight that

chorus/outro:

i guess all the way, i can draw to reach, i can draw the same
what’s this got to lose, any side of me’s got a piece to break

- static res

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