| Song | It Must Be the Weather |
| Artist | Holy Ghost! |
| Album | Dynamics |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Laying here in my bed | |
| I’m feeling glad in my head | |
| It’s cause I need a change | |
| It must be the weather | |
| Sounds like something I said | |
| Yeah, go ahead and take that bet | |
| I think about my age | |
| I cannot get better | |
| Waking with the medicine sick | |
| My hand’s shaking cause I can’t get enough rest | |
| I think I want a change | |
| It must be the weather | |
| And you chalk it up to genes | |
| And you can walk it off it seems | |
| I play against my own team | |
| I cannot get better | |
| I call, I call my guy and say | |
| Have you got new news | |
| He says “Yeah, dude, the rumor’s true” | |
| I fall, I fall back down the stairs | |
| To my favorite place or somebody | |
| Think this fever’s gonna break | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| I think this fever’s gonna break | |
| Sitting here in my bed | |
| Comes a voice from the TV set | |
| I think you need a change | |
| It must be the weather | |
| Time to start making amends | |
| As me without my friends | |
| Relevant and main | |
| I cannot get better | |
| And hope is an understudy waiting in the wings | |
| Of a stage that was built | |
| On a whim and the telephone line | |
| It must be the weather | |
| And you can chalk it up to dreams | |
| And if so then seems | |
| The dreams I have to find | |
| I cannot get better, not ever | |
| Call, I call my guy and say | |
| Have you got new news | |
| He says “Yeah, dude, the rumor’s true” | |
| I fall, I fall back down the stairs | |
| To my favorite place or somebody | |
| Think this fever’s gonna break | |
| It must be the weather | |
| The violence inside me it grows | |
| It must be the weather | |
| The violence inside takes a toll | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It’s time that I finally let go | |
| It must be the weather | |
| I think this fever’s gonna break | |
| It must be the weather | |
| The violence inside me it grows | |
| It must be the weather | |
| The violence it violently shows | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It’s time that I finally let go | |
| It must be the weather | |
| Tell me what to do cause I don’t know how | |
| Sitting in my room and it’s all blacked out | |
| Tell me don’t love it cause I like you now | |
| Violence in my heart comes out my mouth | |
| Holding on nothing just as fast as I can | |
| Tell me what to do, tell me what’s the plan | |
| Holding onto nothing | |
| I’m holding onto nothing | |
| I’m holding onto nothing just as fast as I can | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| I think this fever’s gonna break |
| Laying here in my bed | |
| I' m feeling glad in my head | |
| It' s cause I need a change | |
| It must be the weather | |
| Sounds like something I said | |
| Yeah, go ahead and take that bet | |
| I think about my age | |
| I cannot get better | |
| Waking with the medicine sick | |
| My hand' s shaking cause I can' t get enough rest | |
| I think I want a change | |
| It must be the weather | |
| And you chalk it up to genes | |
| And you can walk it off it seems | |
| I play against my own team | |
| I cannot get better | |
| I call, I call my guy and say | |
| Have you got new news | |
| He says " Yeah, dude, the rumor' s true" | |
| I fall, I fall back down the stairs | |
| To my favorite place or somebody | |
| Think this fever' s gonna break | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| I think this fever' s gonna break | |
| Sitting here in my bed | |
| Comes a voice from the TV set | |
| I think you need a change | |
| It must be the weather | |
| Time to start making amends | |
| As me without my friends | |
| Relevant and main | |
| I cannot get better | |
| And hope is an understudy waiting in the wings | |
| Of a stage that was built | |
| On a whim and the telephone line | |
| It must be the weather | |
| And you can chalk it up to dreams | |
| And if so then seems | |
| The dreams I have to find | |
| I cannot get better, not ever | |
| Call, I call my guy and say | |
| Have you got new news | |
| He says " Yeah, dude, the rumor' s true" | |
| I fall, I fall back down the stairs | |
| To my favorite place or somebody | |
| Think this fever' s gonna break | |
| It must be the weather | |
| The violence inside me it grows | |
| It must be the weather | |
| The violence inside takes a toll | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It' s time that I finally let go | |
| It must be the weather | |
| I think this fever' s gonna break | |
| It must be the weather | |
| The violence inside me it grows | |
| It must be the weather | |
| The violence it violently shows | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It' s time that I finally let go | |
| It must be the weather | |
| Tell me what to do cause I don' t know how | |
| Sitting in my room and it' s all blacked out | |
| Tell me don' t love it cause I like you now | |
| Violence in my heart comes out my mouth | |
| Holding on nothing just as fast as I can | |
| Tell me what to do, tell me what' s the plan | |
| Holding onto nothing | |
| I' m holding onto nothing | |
| I' m holding onto nothing just as fast as I can | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| I think this fever' s gonna break |
| Laying here in my bed | |
| I' m feeling glad in my head | |
| It' s cause I need a change | |
| It must be the weather | |
| Sounds like something I said | |
| Yeah, go ahead and take that bet | |
| I think about my age | |
| I cannot get better | |
| Waking with the medicine sick | |
| My hand' s shaking cause I can' t get enough rest | |
| I think I want a change | |
| It must be the weather | |
| And you chalk it up to genes | |
| And you can walk it off it seems | |
| I play against my own team | |
| I cannot get better | |
| I call, I call my guy and say | |
| Have you got new news | |
| He says " Yeah, dude, the rumor' s true" | |
| I fall, I fall back down the stairs | |
| To my favorite place or somebody | |
| Think this fever' s gonna break | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| I think this fever' s gonna break | |
| Sitting here in my bed | |
| Comes a voice from the TV set | |
| I think you need a change | |
| It must be the weather | |
| Time to start making amends | |
| As me without my friends | |
| Relevant and main | |
| I cannot get better | |
| And hope is an understudy waiting in the wings | |
| Of a stage that was built | |
| On a whim and the telephone line | |
| It must be the weather | |
| And you can chalk it up to dreams | |
| And if so then seems | |
| The dreams I have to find | |
| I cannot get better, not ever | |
| Call, I call my guy and say | |
| Have you got new news | |
| He says " Yeah, dude, the rumor' s true" | |
| I fall, I fall back down the stairs | |
| To my favorite place or somebody | |
| Think this fever' s gonna break | |
| It must be the weather | |
| The violence inside me it grows | |
| It must be the weather | |
| The violence inside takes a toll | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It' s time that I finally let go | |
| It must be the weather | |
| I think this fever' s gonna break | |
| It must be the weather | |
| The violence inside me it grows | |
| It must be the weather | |
| The violence it violently shows | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It' s time that I finally let go | |
| It must be the weather | |
| Tell me what to do cause I don' t know how | |
| Sitting in my room and it' s all blacked out | |
| Tell me don' t love it cause I like you now | |
| Violence in my heart comes out my mouth | |
| Holding on nothing just as fast as I can | |
| Tell me what to do, tell me what' s the plan | |
| Holding onto nothing | |
| I' m holding onto nothing | |
| I' m holding onto nothing just as fast as I can | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| It must be the weather | |
| I think this fever' s gonna break |