Loco – A.O.M.G


ALL OF MY GOOD DAYS

My life is yellow like it’s been bleached
Yellow like the color of my hair
I relate to all of you who remember how miserable I was in 2012
They pretend not to know but they know everything
You can see the air beneath my feet, I’m flying
Friends, who I closed my eyes with and tried to see the future
All we wanted to know were the numbers of the lottery
I woke up every day at the dark dawn
Instead of a glass filled with alcohol
I stayed in my room and hummed some melodies
But those melodies went out the door and went outside
Some people still can’t believe it
Sometimes, we can’t even believe this reality
This documentary is worse than a movie
Now the gestures of the fools don’t even tickle me
There’s a tiger in front of me
My mom drives a C class to get her groceries
I’m picking out the bathroom to pee in
My banker mom is now retired
Now she only has one client so it’s easier to count the cash

Color your nights white
Even after time, even if your mornings are the same
Each spot will be colored in
Then you can see the light
That’s the yellow color I was talking about

Color your nights white
Even after time, even if your mornings are the same
Each spot will be colored in
Then you can see the light
That’s the yellow color I was talking about

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