No Good Reason
Lyric #2732 by bassMonkey
Tags: Frustration, Rocky Sensibility, Lock down Blues
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All day today pretty much like the day before,
Watching the sheep but not counting them any more,
Staring at walls,
Dripping video calls,
Damn it,
Ghosts on the screen double dealing in small squares,
Hoarding vaccines and arranging the deck chairs,
Somehow it's always Tuesday.
And you know that I,
Got it bad and I don't know why,
Could be the midwinter blues out of season,
But I'm standing on my own outside,
And I'm crying for no good reason.
Weeks into months turning time in to pressure,
Open the door but the the air is no fresher,
Don't get the joke,
But I breathe in the smoke,
Damn it,
Useless stuffed suits clearly not really trying,
Blaming each other while people are dying,
While we sit here and do nothing.
And you know that I,
Can't explain but I still ought to try,
Because I never admit that I'm beaten,
But I'm standing on my own outside,
And I'm crying for no good reason.
Watching the sheep but not counting them any more,
Staring at walls,
Dripping video calls,
Damn it,
Ghosts on the screen double dealing in small squares,
Hoarding vaccines and arranging the deck chairs,
Somehow it's always Tuesday.
And you know that I,
Got it bad and I don't know why,
Could be the midwinter blues out of season,
But I'm standing on my own outside,
And I'm crying for no good reason.
Weeks into months turning time in to pressure,
Open the door but the the air is no fresher,
Don't get the joke,
But I breathe in the smoke,
Damn it,
Useless stuffed suits clearly not really trying,
Blaming each other while people are dying,
While we sit here and do nothing.
And you know that I,
Can't explain but I still ought to try,
Because I never admit that I'm beaten,
But I'm standing on my own outside,
And I'm crying for no good reason.
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