Good To Be

Maybe I'm not some chosen one

But, damn it, I'm my father's son

And that's something I'm pretty proud to be

The colder days have drawn their guns

The warmer days are on the run

And I hate that I'm stuck right in between

Turn my gray skies blue

Just tryna be like you

Going top down in that old Mercedes

Music loud, go ahead and hate me

Spare the nickel, I'll just keep the dime

Find ways to cut the fat

Hot coffee and a Trident pack

Damn it, it's so good to be alive

Heroes come to save a mess

You sewed the holes inside my chest

And found a way to soak up all the stains

Got all my anger bottled up

A drop away to fill that cup

But any more and I might go insane

Oh, I'll turn my gray skies blue

Just tryna be like you

(Ohh) Going top down in that old Mercedes

Music loud, go ahead and hate me

Spare the nickel, I'll just keep the dime

Find ways to cut the fat

Hot coffee and a Trident pack

Dammit, it's so good to be alive

Dammit, it's so good to be alive

(Hey!)