Good Kid Bad Decisions Songtext
von Adam Melchor

No, I′m not lying, but I might be wrong
I wasn't born with a silver spoon, but I had all I want
Getting high in the lowlands every other night
Riding up to the highlands for a glimpse of paradise

It may have been death
By a thousand incisions
But won′t you forgive us?
We were just living
God bless the good kid making bad decisions

No, I'm not lying, but I might be wrong
Throwing hands in a parking lot, you were born with an iron jaw
And your mama said, "Who gave you that shiner round your eye?"
Through a holy smile, you said, "You should see the other guy"


It may have been death
By a thousand incisions
But won't you forgive us?
We were just living
God bless the good kid making bad decisions

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh

Always spinning my misgivings
With a Charlotte′s Web precision
Building out my house of stilts on naïve coping mechanisms
Blind spots in my line of vision
Find the void and somehow fill it
Narrowly avoiding any harrowing head-on collision

God bless the good kid (God bless the good kid)
God bless the good kid (God bless the good kid)
God bless the good kid making bad decisions

God bless the good kid making bad decisions