Good To Be

Maybe I'm not some chosen one But, damn it, I'm my father's son And that's something I'm pretty proud to be The colder days have drawn their guns The warmer days are on the run And I hate that I'm stuck right in between I'll turn my gray skies blue Just tryna be like you Going top down in that old Mercedes Music loud, go ahead and hate me Spare the nickel, I'll just keep the dime Find ways to cut the fat Hot coffee and a Trident pack Damn it, it's so good to be alive Heroes come to save a mess You sewed the holes inside my chest And found a way to soak up all the stains Got all my anger bottled up A drop away to fill that cup But any more and I might go insane Oh, I'll turn my gray skies blue Just tryna be like you Going top down in that old Mercedes Music loud, go ahead and hate me Spare the nickel, I'll just keep the dime Find ways to cut the fat Hot coffee and a Trident pack Dammit, it's so good to be alive (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh) Dammit, it's so good to be alive (Hey)