Good Life
Lyrics written by Neil O'Brien.
Man I’m tired, but the night’s still young;
My bones are weary yet life’s barely begun.
I scarcely exist and I'm seriously pissed
At the world and my life and everything I’ve missed,
‘Cause tonight I’m alone with my memories and thoughts;
Feeling old before my time, best ones have passed me by.
And the record that’s playing is just what I’m saying:
Picks out the highs from the low; seems they no longer make them.
God I must be down to look up at those lows;
I guess that’s nostalgia: the tell-tale smell of roses.
As the days roll on, I wonder what went wrong,
When I gave up caring, when I started feeling numb.
If these are the best days, I’m dreading those to come.
As of now I’m dying; seems the good life’s been and gone.