Last Days of April - Even the Good Days Are Bad

All is safe and controlled.
Mondays lined up in a row.
Weekends doesn't bring much joy.
Is it worth it? I don't know.

Hunting high, hunting low.
Chasing shadows, chasing ghosts.
Tell me of the great unknown.
Show me something I don't know.

Even the good days are bad.

All is safe and controlled.
Horizontal, status quo.
You want new. New gets old.
Is it worth it? I don't know.

Even the good days are bad.

Written by:
Karl Larsson

Publisher:
Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing

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