Good Mourning - Live From Webster Hall

Webster Hall, do you wanna get weird tonight?
I said, do wanna get fucking weird tonight?
Let's get fucking weird

They told me once, "There's a place where love conquers all
A city with the streets full of milk and honey"
I haven't found it yet, but I'm still searching
All I know is a hopeless place that flows with the blood of my kin
Perhaps hopeless isn't a place, nothing but a state of mind
They told me once, "Don't trust the moon, she's always changing
The shores bend and break for her, and she begs to be loved
But nothing here is as it seems"

Sun is coming up, oh, why, oh, why, oh, why?
Sun is coming up, oh, why, oh, why, oh, why?
Sun is coming up, oh, why, oh, why, oh, why?
Sun is coming up, oh, why, oh, why, oh, why?
Sun is coming up, oh, why, oh, why, oh, why?
Sun is coming up, oh, why, oh, why, oh, why?
Sun is coming up, oh, why, oh, why, oh, why?
Sun is coming up, oh, why, oh, why, oh, why?
Sun is coming up, oh, why, oh, why, oh, why?
Sun is coming up, oh, why, oh, why, oh, why?
Sun is coming up, oh, why, oh, why, oh, why?



Credits
Writer(s): Peder Losnegard, Ashley Frangipane
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