I Feel Good - LAUNDRY DAY

I feel good

Slow down, you’re getting worked up

Slow down you’re, slow down you’re getting worked up

Slow down you’re, slow down you’re getting worked up (Up)

Slow down you’re, slow down you’re getting worked up (Getting worked up)

Slow down, you’re getting worked up

Slow down you’re, slow down you’re getting worked up

Slow down you’re, slow down you’re getting worked up (Up)

Slow down you’re, slow down you’re getting worked up (Getting worked up)

Hey, I don’t know your name but you seem tough

I don’t know too much about this but I’ma speak up

I feel like we both some losers waiting for the way up

If you tryna waste time then I’m tryna waste time

Let’s run around the track and forget we ain’t no athletes

Then go home dripped in sweat, leaning back and watching TV

Let’s stay up after dark and go clean out all the pantries

Let’s eat all these damn chips, just don’t tell my parents

Let’s watch explicit movies so we can feel alive

Then talk and talk and talk 'til we can’t open our eyes

Tell me all your fears and don’t laugh when I say mine

Tell me all your fears and don’t laugh when I say mine

What’s gonna happen when we keep on growing up?

Will you stick around or will you run away like F. Gump?

Still gonna hit me on the phone when you’re next up?

Or will we be the partners in crime that we dreamed of?

It’s all so easy peasy

Making believe, climbing trees

Hope the branch don’t fall

La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da

It’s been a long night taking the high road

La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da

I hit the brakes before I hit the ledge

You’ll want me back home

Hey, it ain’t been the same since we grew up

I was thinking 'bout all the dreams we had when we stayed up

I was thinking 'bout the movies that we made on my computer

You were my best friend and I was your best friend

You put me on to all the things that my parents hated

Still hard for me to think about the truth;

we don’t relate no more

What If I go on tour and you’re out getting wasted

I don’t wanna see you without plaques and golden naked dudes

I miss the way we used to spend the day on you and me

Just watching Youtube

Or watching BTR on the DVR

Shoutout to Tivo

You ain’t picking up so here’s a voicemail so you know

It’s kinda awkward looking back on the days running track

We were so damn slow

Still kinda hard to run in circles again and again, we ain’t kids no more

La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da

It’s been a long night taking the high road

La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da

I hit the brakes before I hit the ledge

You’ll want me back home

It’s alright, I’ll take my time

It’s mountains and valleys just like my grandma taught me

God forbid I drop dead you gon' go on without me

I’ll be fine, I’ve got you in my mind

I’m tryna hold on but you put these walls up and you leave me saying «Aw,

shucks»

Things ain’t changed since '06

And I still look the same if you noticed

And things ain’t changed since first grade

When all I had to do was focus

Carpool days when the bus would drive by

Hopped in the Acura started to cry

Told mom kids made fun of my shoes

Green high tops, put the wings in the loops

Maybe that’s why I own all of these Nikes

Maybe the kids in my grade will like me

Fighting with demons I’m dealing with all on my own

When I’m 18 it’s all gotta go

What the hell do I know

What the hell do I know

What the hell do I know

All I know is I feel, I feel, I feel

La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da

It’s been a long night taking the high road

La-dickda-dickda-dickda-dickda-da

I hit the brakes before I hit the ledge

You’ll want me back home

La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di

La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di

La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di

La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di

It’s been a long night

La-dickda-dickda-dickda-di

It’s been a long night taking the high road

It’s been a long night