[Verse 1]
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 rhymes or the riddles?
When will I 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
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 3]
Don’t rush me;
I'm waiting for my luck to kick in
Don’t rush me;
I’ll be waiting
For days and days
And days and days
‘til I’m dazed
[Chorus]
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