We Are Imaginary - A Good Kind Of Sad Lyrics

Forgotten mail from forgotten boxes
Taming the flames with more matches
When will I be free?
In the argument of lesser evils
Do you count the rhyme or the riddles?
When I will be free?

I got lost today
Waiting for the skies to feed my whim
I got lost today
I waited for hours, waited for hours
A good kind of sad, a good kind of sad
It ain’t that bad, It ain’t that bad
But it is
A good kind of sad, a good kind of sad
It ain’t that bad, It ain’t that bad
But it is

A ballad of fists thumping on my chest
A rush and a push, then I regress
When will I be free?

Let’s dream of morning-afters with no regrets
Let’s dream of morning-afters with no regrets
A good kind of sad, a good kind of sad
It ain’t that bad, It ain’t that bad
But it is
A good kind of sad, a good kind of sad
It ain’t that bad
But it is

Don’t rush me
Waiting for my luck to kick in
Don’t rush me
I’ll be waiting for days and days ‘til I’m dazed

A good kind of sad, a good kind of sad
It ain’t that bad, It ain’t that bad
But it is
A good kind of sad, a good kind of sad
It ain’t that bad
But it is

 

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