"I Feel Good" lyrics
[Jude Lipkin:]
I feel good
Slow down, you're getting worked up
Slow down you're, slow down you're getting worked up
Slow down you're, slow down you're getting worked up (Up)
Slow down you're, slow down you're getting worked up (Getting worked up)
Slow down, you're getting worked up
Slow down you're, slow down you're getting worked up
Slow down you're, slow down you're getting worked up (Up)
Slow down you're, slow down you're getting worked up (Getting worked up)
Hey, I don't know your name but you seem tough
I don't know too much about this but I'ma speak up
I feel like we both some losers waiting for the way up
If you tryna waste time then I'm tryna waste time
Let's run around the track and forget we ain't no athletes
Then go home dripped in sweat, leaning back and watching TV
Let's stay up after dark and go clean out all the pantries
Let's eat all these damn chips, just don't tell my parents
Let's watch explicit movies so we can feel alive
Then talk and talk and talk 'til we can't open our eyes
Tell me all your fears and don't laugh when I say mine
Tell me all your fears and don't laugh when I say mine
What's gonna happen when we keep on growing up?
Will you stick around or will you run away like F. Gump?
Still gonna hit me on the phone when you're next up?
Or will we be the partners in crime that we dreamed of?
It's all so easy peasy
Making believe, climbing trees
Hope the branch don't fall
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da
It's been a long night taking the high road
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da
I hit the brakes before I hit the ledge
You'll want me back home
Hey, it ain't been the same since we grew up
I was thinking 'bout all the dreams we had when we stayed up
I was thinking 'bout the movies that we made on my computer
You were my best friend and I was your best friend
You put me on to all the things that my parents hated
Still hard for me to think about the truth; we don't relate no more
What If I go on tour and you're out getting wasted
I don't wanna see you without plaques and golden naked dudes
I miss the way we used to spend the day on you and me
Just watching Youtube
Or watching BTR on the DVR
Shoutout to Tivo
You ain't picking up so here's a voicemail so you know
It's kinda awkward looking back on the days running track
We were so damn slow
Still kinda hard to run in circles again and again, we ain't kids no more
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da
It's been a long night taking the high road
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da
I hit the brakes before I hit the ledge
You'll want me back home
[Sawyer Nunes:]
It's alright, I'll take my time
It's mountains and valleys just like my grandma taught me
God forbid I drop dead you gon' go on without me
I'll be fine, I've got you in my mind
I'm tryna hold on but you put these walls up and you leave me saying "Aw, shucks"
Things ain't changed since '06
And I still look the same if you noticed
And things ain't changed since first grade
When all I had to do was focus
Carpool days when the bus would drive by
Hopped in the Acura started to cry
Told mom kids made fun of my shoes
Green high tops, put the wings in the loops
Maybe that's why I own all of these Nikes
Maybe the kids in my grade will like me
Fighting with demons I'm dealing with all on my own
When I'm 18 it's all gotta go
What the hell do I know
What the hell do I know
What the hell do I know
All I know is I feel, I feel, I feel
[Jude Lipkin:]
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da
It's been a long night taking the high road
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da
I hit the brakes before I hit the ledge
You'll want me back home
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di
It's been a long night
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di
It's been a long night taking the high road
It's been a long night
I feel good
Slow down, you're getting worked up
Slow down you're, slow down you're getting worked up
Slow down you're, slow down you're getting worked up (Up)
Slow down you're, slow down you're getting worked up (Getting worked up)
Slow down, you're getting worked up
Slow down you're, slow down you're getting worked up
Slow down you're, slow down you're getting worked up (Up)
Slow down you're, slow down you're getting worked up (Getting worked up)
Hey, I don't know your name but you seem tough
I don't know too much about this but I'ma speak up
I feel like we both some losers waiting for the way up
If you tryna waste time then I'm tryna waste time
Let's run around the track and forget we ain't no athletes
Then go home dripped in sweat, leaning back and watching TV
Let's stay up after dark and go clean out all the pantries
Let's eat all these damn chips, just don't tell my parents
Let's watch explicit movies so we can feel alive
Then talk and talk and talk 'til we can't open our eyes
Tell me all your fears and don't laugh when I say mine
Tell me all your fears and don't laugh when I say mine
What's gonna happen when we keep on growing up?
Will you stick around or will you run away like F. Gump?
Still gonna hit me on the phone when you're next up?
Or will we be the partners in crime that we dreamed of?
It's all so easy peasy
Making believe, climbing trees
Hope the branch don't fall
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da
It's been a long night taking the high road
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da
I hit the brakes before I hit the ledge
You'll want me back home
Hey, it ain't been the same since we grew up
I was thinking 'bout all the dreams we had when we stayed up
I was thinking 'bout the movies that we made on my computer
You were my best friend and I was your best friend
You put me on to all the things that my parents hated
Still hard for me to think about the truth; we don't relate no more
What If I go on tour and you're out getting wasted
I don't wanna see you without plaques and golden naked dudes
I miss the way we used to spend the day on you and me
Just watching Youtube
Or watching BTR on the DVR
Shoutout to Tivo
You ain't picking up so here's a voicemail so you know
It's kinda awkward looking back on the days running track
We were so damn slow
Still kinda hard to run in circles again and again, we ain't kids no more
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da
It's been a long night taking the high road
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da
I hit the brakes before I hit the ledge
You'll want me back home
[Sawyer Nunes:]
It's alright, I'll take my time
It's mountains and valleys just like my grandma taught me
God forbid I drop dead you gon' go on without me
I'll be fine, I've got you in my mind
I'm tryna hold on but you put these walls up and you leave me saying "Aw, shucks"
Things ain't changed since '06
And I still look the same if you noticed
And things ain't changed since first grade
When all I had to do was focus
Carpool days when the bus would drive by
Hopped in the Acura started to cry
Told mom kids made fun of my shoes
Green high tops, put the wings in the loops
Maybe that's why I own all of these Nikes
Maybe the kids in my grade will like me
Fighting with demons I'm dealing with all on my own
When I'm 18 it's all gotta go
What the hell do I know
What the hell do I know
What the hell do I know
All I know is I feel, I feel, I feel
[Jude Lipkin:]
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da
It's been a long night taking the high road
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da
I hit the brakes before I hit the ledge
You'll want me back home
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di
It's been a long night
La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di
It's been a long night taking the high road
It's been a long night
Writer(s): Laundry Day
