Greys-Willie J Healey

Greys - Willie J Healey Written by：Willie J Healey Wake up in the morning feel tighties too Sleep in my eyes and on my windows too Look up on my window What do I see Your mother's on the school Dust fins in the street The care is jumpin's pain all Is failed who choose Everybody wants a good time Everyone feels loose But not me not I No no I got my mind on so All the things today I do feel silver cherry oakey Cuts through lonely Be rode chew and stay I've been thinking lately Who would even save me If I was stole by a grace Flashlight on off Look up at your black sky I got high hope Inside of a blue sky Deadly deadhead sh*t I don't buy it All the looses stand out front Silly kids are cryin' Suburban kids are dyin' From boredom and dispel Give the queens a souvenir And the blue sky of the ocean So water in the eyes and air The care is jumpin's pain all Is failed who choose Everybody wants a good time Everyone feels loose Not me not I No no I got my mind on so All the things today I do feel silver cherry oakey Cuts through lonely Be rode chew and stay I've been thinking lately Who would even save me lord If I was stole by a grace Flashlight lord of Look up at your black sky I got high hope Inside of a blue sky Deadly deadhead sh*t I don't buy it All the looses stand out front Oh my lord Oh my lord Oh my lord