| | .... Why Georgia by: John Mayer ....
I am driving up 85 in the Kind of morning that lasts all afternoon I'm just stuck inside the gloom 4 more exits to my apartment but I am tempted to keep the car in drive And leave it all behind
Cause I wonder sometimes About the outcome Of a still verdictless life
Am I living right? Am I living right? Am I living right? Why, why, Georgia, why?
I rent a room and I fill the spaces with Wood in places to make it feel like home But all I feel's alone It might be a quarter life crisis Or just the stirring in my soul
Either way I wonder sometimes About the outcome Of a still verdictless life
Am I living right? Am I living right? Am I living right? Why, why, Georgia, why?
So what, so I've got a smile on But it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head Don't believe me Uh don't you dare believe me When I say I've got it down
Everybody is just a stranger but That's the danger in going my own way I guess it's the price I have to pay Still "everything happens for a reason" Is no reason not to ask yourself
If you are living right Are you living right? Are you living right? Are you living right? Why, tell me why, why, why Georgia, why?
[am i living like im suppose to? am i suppose to do something else right now? what the hell do i do?]
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| | Posted 3/7/2005 5:56 PM - 1 view - 2 comments
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