My World Is a Cynic - Fine Day

We're hanging around in a feeling, not by force
But we can't seem to find it in ourselves to leave it
To leave it

If sensational TV can help us all
Then original sin has done us well
So what's the problem here?
It's a fine, fine day

And It's a fine, fine day to break a few things in our home
It's a fine, fine day, to say to your love that she makes you whole

Shame on the students, shame on everything
There's no culture in a thousand unique kids
And it's the same thing every time
Just an abstract view of a world we can't have

And It's a fine, fine day to break a few things in our home
It's a fine, fine day, to say to your love that she makes you whole
And It's a fine, fine day, to finally admit that was a lie
And It's a fine, fine day, to be a hypocrite in my mind

Written by:
Curran Chapman

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