St. South - Get Good

I woke up with the sun in my chest
New kicks on, shining sunday best
Blanket homes and tight rope trees
Dark roads will cool these warm bodies

Push that bad down
Wring that wash out
Dreading the day that we begin to read into self-doubt
Steal that good feel
And every cold thrill
Let the salt sink in when everything is downhill

Snap back to the youth in you
Feel the done days and you're pulling through to the getting good
Oh, the getting good
Close gaps in the winter stoop
When everybody lights up another hoop
That's the getting good
Oh, the getting good

I broke good with every ounce of should
The deep blue rising underneath my hood
Your subtle shows are what I don't need
I'm watching, I'm feelin' make the best of me

Push that bad down
Wring that wash out
Dreading the day that we begin to read into self-doubt
Steal that good feel
And every cold thrill
Let the salt sink in when everything is downhill

Snap back to the youth in you
Feel the done days and you're pulling through to the getting good
Oh, the getting good
Close gaps in the winter stoop
When everybody lights up another hoop
That's the getting good
Oh, the getting good

Snap back to the youth in you
Feel the done days and you're pulling through to the getting good
Oh, the getting good
Close gaps in the winter stoop
When everybody lights up another hoop
That's the getting good
Oh, the getting good