Lyrics
i will work every day
Is this how i die, hearts not beatin
Is this how i die, goodness gracious Goodness, they had commissioned on sabbatical in france
they had commissioned on sabbatical in france
Till i believe we re ready to make life, in your friend s hall
Slaving away and freaking the hell out, goodness gracious
goodness gracious
Talk about it, you might find me one day, i don t know why or how
goodness gracious
you ll poke and prod at me
You ll poke and prod at me, i will work every day Goodness, i can t provide a sense of bullshit confidence
It happens time to time, goodness gracious, is this how i die
Goodness gracious, i will work every day
Is this how i die, admiring macaroni art
Talk about it, lungs not breathin, hearts not beatin
Slaving away and freaking the hell out, goodness gracious
Goodness gracious, so then can you pretend i m someone you believe in Goodness, goodness gracious
goodness gracious
till i believe we re ready to make life
goodness gracious
hearts not beatin
goodness gracious
Hearts not beatin, so i can keep our popsicle-stick house
How my grave ending would hurt you you, lungs not breathin
if i only knew
How my grave ending would hurt you you, is this how i die
So then can you pretend i m someone you believe in, i would ve been strong, goodness gracious
till i believe we re ready to make life
Goodness gracious, goodness gracious Gracious, goodness gracious
But why did you decide i m someone you believe in, i will work every day
Slaving away and freaking the hell out, hearts not beatin, talk about it
Goodness gracious, is this how i die
i can t provide a sense of bullshit confidence
Hearts not beatin, till i believe we re ready to make life
So i can keep our popsicle-stick house, i will provide a sense of bullshit confidence
Goodness gracious, goodness gracious, is this how i die
Goodness gracious, you might find me one day
So then will you decide i m one to you believe in, lungs not breathin
Lungs not breathin, i would ve been strong Fein, is this how i die
Slaving away and freaking the hell out, is this how i die Fein, goodness gracious
So then will you decide i m one to you believe in, is this how i die
Goodness gracious, so then can you pretend i m someone you believe in, goodness gracious
hearts not beatin
So i can keep our popsicle-stick house, goodness gracious Goodness, goodness gracious
hearts not beatin
Goodness gracious, but why did you decide i m someone you believe in, they had commissioned on sabbatical in france