Good News - Shaboozey
Man, what a hell of a year it's been Keep on bluffin', but I just can't win
Drop my songs, but they learn to swim Man, what a hell of a year it's been
Head on a battle, but my heart in a cage Yeah, it's gettin' harder to act
my age
Play a sad song on a tiny violin For the man at the bar confessin' his sins
* I need some good news Sittin' here, sippin' on cold truth
Nobody know what I'm goin' through But the devil
wouldn't walk in my shoes
Wish someone told me Livin' this life would be lonely
Tryna get away from the old me Still stuck singin' these blues
All I really need is a little good news
Love keeps knockin', but I just stay home
I ain't pickin' no flowers from the seeds that I've sown
They say it gets darker when you're coverin' them doors
Still lookin' for the right at the end of my wrongs At the end of my wrongs
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