Green Day Letra - Green Day

(Oh) A small cloud has fallen, the white mist hits the ground

My lungs comfort me with joy

(Oh) Vegging on one detail, the rest just crowds around

My eyes itch of burning red

Picture sounds

Of moving insects, so surreal

Lay around

Looks like I found something new

(Oh) Laying in my bed, I think I'm in left field

I picture someone, I think it's you

(Oh) You're standing so damn close, my body begins to swell

Why does 1 and 1 make 2?

Picture sounds

Of moving insects, so surreal

Lay around

Looks like I found something new

(Oh) Laying in my bed, I think I'm in left field

I picture someone, I think it's you

(Oh) You're standing so damn close, my body begins to swell

Why does 1 and 1 make 2?

Picture sounds

Of moving insects, so surreal

Lay around

Looks like I found something new