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Loudbox - Good World* Lyrics



Loudbox - Good World* Lyrics
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Calling out to the memories shared, the drunken nights, the long brown hair
I killed the person I was last year, I killed a person and no one shed a tear It was late The sun went down, the birds in the sky spoke a particular sound
I miss the people of my hometown, I miss the people that never come around
We were raised in a good world
Visions pass me, waves relax me, I'm on glass
Constant ringing in my ears, the noise runs out and it eventually clears
My eyes are open now, when they close I won't know how
Changed my clothes, changed my ways
Nobody ever looks at me the same I never let feelings get in the way
I never let feelings get in the way
We weren't raised in a good world
Locked out of the house
Sleeping on the couch
Oh Oh Oh
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Calling out to the memories shared, the drunken nights, the long brown hair
I killed the person I was last year, I killed a person and no one shed a tear It was late The sun went down, the birds in the sky spoke a particular sound
I miss the people of my hometown, I miss the people that never come around
We were raised in a good world
Visions pass me, waves relax me, I'm on glass
Constant ringing in my ears, the noise runs out and it eventually clears
My eyes are open now, when they close I won't know how
Changed my clothes, changed my ways
Nobody ever looks at me the same I never let feelings get in the way
I never let feelings get in the way
We weren't raised in a good world
Locked out of the house
Sleeping on the couch
Oh Oh Oh
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Writer: Nick Woodard, Thomas Cox
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Loudbox
Language: English
Length: 3:32
Written by: Nick Woodard, Thomas Cox

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