Strange Days (Album Version|Edited)

Strange Days - Matthew Good

Good morning don't cop out

You crawled from the cancer

To land on your feet

Are you crazy to want this

Even for a while

We're making this sh*t up

The reasons for being are easy to pay

You can't remember the others

They just kind of went away

So you're driving it's rush hour

The cars on the freeway are moving like slugs

When you drift off to wake up

Do you always hit the brakes

And we're done lying for a living

The strange days have come and you're

You're gone you're gone

Either dead or dying

Dead or trying to go

It's evening you're tired

You sleepwalk a robot out to the street

Are you crazy to want this

Even for a while

You're driving it's rush hour

The cars on the freeway are moving

Backwards into a wall of fire

Backwards into a wall of fire

Backwards into a wall of fire

Backwards into a wall of fire

And we're done lying for a living

The strange days have come and you're

You're gone you're gone

And we're done lying for the living

The strange days have come and you're

You're gone you're gone

Either dead or dying

You're dead or trying to go

To go

Good morning don't cop out