Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everyday's Forecast, artist - Gym Class Heroes. Album song The Papercut Chronicles, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.02.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fueled By Ramen
Song language: English
Everyday's Forecast |
You think you know, but you have no idea |
This is the diary of a breathing onomanopia |
Now here’s another broken link for anyone who thinks my life’s together |
I rock a raincoat despite the pleasant weather |
God’s placed a permanent dark cloud above my head |
But he was nice enough to loan me a holy umbrella |
Well thank ya fella, |
How considerate |
I’m the illegitimate son of accident-prone degenerates |
Today’s forecast partly cloudy with a good chance of rain |
So I wear my sarcasm badge proudly and |
Flash a devilish grin |
That’ll make the most masculine Men skeptical of his existence |
And when the rain begins, I take a seat to retire and admire the spectacle |
From a distance |
For instance, there was this cat the other day shootin me ice grills |
But when I looked, he looked the other way |
Now any other day |
Wouldn’t let this type of shit bother me Today it was enough to make my lucky charms soggy |
So finally I stepped to him |
Kindly disrespected him |
Looked him dead in the eyes and analyzed how it effected him |
He broke down in tears talkin bout how Jesus neglected him |
Make this rain go away |
Things would be much better |
I swear, I swear |
If the sun would come out today |
Life would be more worthwhile, worthwhile, |
And all it took was a sewing needle to deflate my swollen ego |
Then pop pop went my God Complex |
I never thought 19 yrs after my first breath I’d be in art school surrounded |
By corny fucks debating who’s more depressed |
I’m 21 now, and still can’t deal with what’s real |
But I’ll be damned if I give up and settles for pills |
Daddy taught me better |
Mommy taught me how to crack 40's and jack 6 packs in oversized sweaters |
And one time my mother changes |
So I’m in the rain waiting |
For the flood gates to open |
Impersonating my favorite VH1 Behind the Music tragedy |
Catastrophe never tasted so acidic before |
I’m PH balanced |
For the floor? |
But strong enough to stay a float |
And doggy paddle long enough to catch that |
Life preserver rope |
And then I’ll be on a parallel ladder laughin like, |
Damn my man, for the love of Pete what happened |
And finally I step to you |
Kindly disrespect you |
Looked you dead in the eyes and analyzed how it affected you |
Watch you break down in tears talkin bout how J Esus neglected you |
Misdirected the definition of pitiful |
Make this rain go away |
Things would be much better |
I swear, I swear |
If the sun would come out today |
Life would be more worthwhile, worthwhile, |
Yo, you ever watch a whole day wash away like your |
Very last match that got wet the second you struck it Well go ahead relieve your stress, kick bucket all you want, |
A cigarette that never mattered’s all you stuck with |
You ever watch a whole day wash away like your |
Very last match that got wet the second you struck it Well go ahead relieve your stress, kick bucket all you want, |
A cigarette that never mattered’s all you stuck with |
Make this rain go away |
Things would be much better |
I swear, I swear |
If the sun would come out today |
Life would be more worthwhile, worthwhile, |
You think you know, but you have no idea |
This is the diary of a breathing anomanopia |