Lyrics:

The heavy air's full of chemicals that fizz through coloured hair and the tendency to keep the distance clear of anybody.

I'm kept holding back while you're running golden, letting rip the tracks like they're firecrackers. I hope you don't crack when you're second guessing.

I'm used to life as a half of happy, it's my device to keep you laughing. Devices crash and they need restarting.

What someone said, it begins to spiral round and round my head. An event horizon for the things I've read. It's like poetry the way they stick around, when you're feeling down.

That's fine by me and it's okay to not feel good in the morning.
Advice is free but it doesn't always help and naturally we all sometimes feel like hell.

Better In The Morning

Proudly uploading bad demos to private soundcloud since 1998

San Francisco Based Writer/Press for Entertainment website @ScreenReels 
I stand against any form of racism or xenophobia. Speak Yourself.

Better In The Morning

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