Lyrics

It's a perfect day to remind myself to feel I'm always busy pushing rocks uphill With a pillow case over my head I couldn't see that this might be the best time of my life I try to cover up my mental health But the truth is, I'm not well Round and round, here I go again I couldn't see that this might be the best time of my life And I never meant to take you for granted Habit is the enemy of presence But the days, they all just started getting blurry on me It's a perfect day to get out of my head Finally be okay with where I am All I wanna be is a better man You can see that this might be the best time of my life But I got mind that's putting me through hell I'm a wooden pony on a carousel Round and round, here I go again And I never meant to take you for granted Habit is the enemy of presence But the days, they all just started getting blurry on me It's a perfect day to finally break the spell Get me off this carousel I need help to be a better man I need to beat it 'cause this might be the best time of my life I need to see it like this might be the best time of my life
Writer(s): Craig Minowa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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