GoodThings

Where did all the good things go? They used to get me high When I needed them the most I wanna know Is all I'll be A broken thing Is it just me? I wanna know Why, why I feel When, when the mom trained in the cave for pills How come I don't feel the things I used to feel and lost that trust in myself? Tell me Will I ever be significant? Or someone if I don't feel When looking at everything I've done I wanna know when I started this over Thinking, believing this shit I tell myself, pulling away from everyone I wanna know if this is really forever Or might as defective Or would I get better if I could let it go? And if a heart gets broken half Will I ever get it back? I wanna know Where did all the good things go? They used to get me high When I needed them the most I wanna know Is all I'll be A broken thing Is it just me? I wanna know Okay, they might've fled from the fabric I just got stained from the things that have happened Spent enough time lost in a tragic to mask the pain I might've lost out of passion and thicker than that shit Yeah, me too, I don't wanna take drugs Just to feel Am I the only one left that can help me? I'm falling apart Is the remedy left? Can you tell me? Can anyone tell me? Where did all the good things go? They used to get me high When I needed them the most I wanna know Is all I'll be A broken thing Is it just me? I wanna know I wanna good things, wanna hide from me They used to get me high When I needed them the most I wanna know, is all I'll be This broken piece, is it just me? I wanna know When did all the good things go Is that you think you're behind When I need it down the road I wanna know, is all I'll be A broken thing, is it just me? Good things for a hide from me I'm lost in the talk that I can see Everyone laughs but I need to know Where did all the good things good things for a hide from me I'm lost in the talk that I can see Everyone laughs but I need to know When did all the good things go