"Some Days" lyrics
"Some Days"
Some days feel alone
On your own like a rolling stone
A perfect waste of a perfect day
Some days feel like chores
You get more than you bargain for
A heavy plate for one to undertake
I hate to say I told you so
But I just thought I'd let you know
Some days, they taste like lemonade
Some days can feel like razorblades
I wish I could float away, some days
Some days smell like spring
Birds, they sing, jasmine's blossoming
Everything, oh it's everything
Some times things can seem evergreen
Like the TV screen
Reality, it's reality
I hate to say I told you so
But I just thought I'd let you know
Some days, they taste like lemonade
Some days can feel like razorblades
I wish I could float away, some days
Float away, I wish I could float away
I hate to say I told you so
Some days, they taste like lemonade
Some days can feel like razorblades
Oh I wish I could float away
Thanks to Sierra for adding these lyrics.
Writer(s): John Cornelius O'Callaghan V, Patrick John Kirch, Garrett Daniel Nickelsen, Jared Monaco, Kennedy Brock
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