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Lyrics and vocals by Dessa
Music by Paper Tiger, Lazerbeak, and Andy Thompson
Cello by Dan Lawonn
Violin by Josh Misner

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/good-grief-single/id1298832658
Bandcamp: https://dessa.bandcamp.com/album/good-grief-single
Spotify: http://spoti.fi/2yWCpJF
Amazon: http://amzn.to/2llKF0A

GOOD GRIEF

Chorus
They say there’s good grief
But how can you tell it from the bad
Maybe it’s only in the fact
Good grief’s the one that’s in your past.

Verse 1
I got snow in my pockets
went down again head first 
laced drill bits to my pointe shoes 
pirouette through the hardwood to paydirt. 
Night falls, day breaks; time 
has a funny kind of violence and I’m 
tryna keep in mind 
it can’t leave you the way it finds you.
Good grief:
I’ve heard people say it,
what a phrase, what a state to be in
but I don’t know where they go to get get 
that feeling.
Good grief
and my knees stay clean not much for praying
I do my own stunts and my own saving 
but there’s something amiss 
something I been missing maybe maybe.

Chorus

Verse 2
This time my best wasn’t good enough
well, fuck, usually it is
and the air got a little rough
took off the fuselage, an engine, and both wings
but I’m willing to work for this
just show me where to dig
and I’m ready to hurt for this
I know exactly what this is—
Good grief
I want that good grief 
the one that heals me
that leaves me clarified by fire 
when I’m burned clean
tempered by light and heat 
ah, by the dead of morning
I’ll be better for it 
and then fortified I’ll rise.
Bust the hydrant, let it spray champagne
Wings are broken but I feel no pain
It’s real today, I know this feeling, let it rain. 

Chorus

Secrets don’t like to be kept 
all mine jumped over the fence
I guess I should be upset, 
but I’m in my nightgown on the lawn 
thinking, better that they’re gone 
I’ve been afraid of this so long 
it’s a relief when it goes wrong.

Cause I’m here now, and asking 
melt me down, recast me
burn me clean
like glass from 
sandy ground.
X2

Chorus

Good Grief

Dessa "Good Grief"

@fourfists @yeahrightpos x @astronautalis #6666

Lyrics and vocals by P.O.S and Astronautalis
Produced by GOD.DAMN.CHAN
Additional edits and arrangement by Subp Yao

God Damn Chan!
Laced us with this beat
So now I grace this lovely shit
With something taken from the reaches of my dreams
Blood and guts
Fucker what's and accusations 
Pucker ups, sleeper nuts
And adult situations 

And dropping steady foot by foot
Story after story
Passing time, no time to take a look
Dory prolly sorry
Nemo lost but really ain't too shook
Stef is prolly left behind 
But chilling with a solid book

Like, like they ain't coming back 
And I refuse to feel a feeling
Like they ain't looking out
But I got eyes on every villain
Know the best way out
Like every room’s a burning building 
Show the worthless to the dumpster 
Keep the true and willing

Filling up on junk
Passing up on sustenance
Busting under stress they pushing buttons 
How they rest? I bet they don't
Like even if they earned it
Turn too many other cheeks 
You learn to watch em burn shit

[CHORUS]
I don't even know us anymore
I don't know how we got this far
How did we just get so far home?
We ain't in Kansas anymore

I was lost in the weeds 
Imbalanced chemically
Superchunk, indie punk
Tossing these seeds
Holding onto memories
Tracing these frail steps
Suicidal tendencies
Subliminally fucked with, yeah

Everybody love LA
Until you travel to the Bay
Everybody want to stray
Until you realize she bae

Lock it down! Block em out!
Put a ring up on it quick
In the club with you singing 
“Throw some D's up on that bitch!”
Empty floor! Let em talk!
We ain't worried bout that shit
Whole city is our club
And we run that fucking thing!

Broke in the construction site
Years before we'd ever fight
Making out in the street lights
Now this is fucking our life!

God damned fucking right!
God damned fucking right!
Now this is fucking our life!
God damned fucking right!

[CHORUS]

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