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Good Life 
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de OneRepublic
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Woke up in yesterday
myself in the city near Piccadilly
Don't really how I got here
I got some pictures on my phone
New names and numbers that I don't know
Address to like Abbey Road
Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want
We're young enough to say
Oh... this is gonna be life
This is be good life
This be a good life, good life
Say oh..., got this feeling that you can't fight
Like this city is on night
This could be good life
A good, life
To my friends in New York, I say hello
My friends in L.A. they don't know
I've been for the past few years or so
Paris to China to Col-or-ado
Sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit don't now
We are god of but please tell me-e-e-e
What there is to complain about
When you're like a fool
Let it take you over
When everything is out
You gonna take it in
Oh... this is gonna be life
is gonna be good life
could be good life, good life
Say oh..., got feeling that you can't fight
Like this city is on fire night
This could be a good life
A good, good life
(...)
Hopelessly
I feel like might be something that I'll miss
Hopelessly
I feel like the window closes oh so quick
Hopelessly
I'm taking a mental picture of you now
'Cuz hopelessly
The hope is we so much to feel good about
Oh... this is gonna be good life
This is gonna be good life
This could be a good life, life
Say oh..., got this feeling that you can't fight
this is on fire night
This could be good life
A good, good life
(...good, good life..., good life..., good life...)
To my friends in New York, I say hello
My in L.A. they don't know
I've been for the past few years or so
Paris to China to Col-or-ado
there's I can't jump out
there's bullshit that don't work now
We are god of stories but tell me-e-e-e
What there is to complain about
myself in the city near Piccadilly
Don't really how I got here
I got some pictures on my phone
New names and numbers that I don't know
Address to like Abbey Road
Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want
We're young enough to say
Oh... this is gonna be life
This is be good life
This be a good life, good life
Say oh..., got this feeling that you can't fight
Like this city is on night
This could be good life
A good, life
To my friends in New York, I say hello
My friends in L.A. they don't know
I've been for the past few years or so
Paris to China to Col-or-ado
Sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit don't now
We are god of but please tell me-e-e-e
What there is to complain about
When you're like a fool
Let it take you over
When everything is out
You gonna take it in
Oh... this is gonna be life
is gonna be good life
could be good life, good life
Say oh..., got feeling that you can't fight
Like this city is on fire night
This could be a good life
A good, good life
(...)
Hopelessly
I feel like might be something that I'll miss
Hopelessly
I feel like the window closes oh so quick
Hopelessly
I'm taking a mental picture of you now
'Cuz hopelessly
The hope is we so much to feel good about
Oh... this is gonna be good life
This is gonna be good life
This could be a good life, life
Say oh..., got this feeling that you can't fight
this is on fire night
This could be good life
A good, good life
(...good, good life..., good life..., good life...)
To my friends in New York, I say hello
My in L.A. they don't know
I've been for the past few years or so
Paris to China to Col-or-ado
there's I can't jump out
there's bullshit that don't work now
We are god of stories but tell me-e-e-e
What there is to complain about
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