Believe
We'll never follow, put up a fight
We're trying so hard to believe in our luck
And I know it won't go to waste
They're burning their bridges, while we build ours up
We're climbing the ladder to get to the top
And I'm, I'm praying it won't go to waste
Can't let this chance slip away
I'm finding it hard to believe (I find it harder now, I find it hard)
We won't stop 'til we've found our dreams
So raise your glass up to the sky
We're toasting, we're toasting
So raise your glass up to the sky
We're toasting to the time of our lives
I'm so sick of all these fakes
Flashing their pretentious smiles with high stakes
And I feel as if we're all just put aside
Well, it's time to stand up, make a sound
Go have fights and make some ground
'Cause I'm sure as hell the world's sick to death
Of living life in the backseat
I'm finding it hard to believe (I find it harder now, I find it hard)
We won't stop 'til we've found our dreams
So raise your glass up to the sky
We're toasting, we're toasting
So raise your glass up to the sky
We're toasting to the time of our lives
To the time of our lives
Woah
Woah
I'm finding it hard to believe (I find it harder now, I find it hard)
We won't stop 'til we've found our dreams (woah)
So raise your glass up to the sky (woah)
We're toasting, we're toasting
So raise your glass up to the sky (woah)
We're toasting to the time of our lives (woah)
The time of our lives (woah)
We're trying so hard to believe in our luck
And I know it won't go to waste
They're burning their bridges, while we build ours up
We're climbing the ladder to get to the top
And I'm, I'm praying it won't go to waste
Can't let this chance slip away
I'm finding it hard to believe (I find it harder now, I find it hard)
We won't stop 'til we've found our dreams
So raise your glass up to the sky
We're toasting, we're toasting
So raise your glass up to the sky
We're toasting to the time of our lives
I'm so sick of all these fakes
Flashing their pretentious smiles with high stakes
And I feel as if we're all just put aside
Well, it's time to stand up, make a sound
Go have fights and make some ground
'Cause I'm sure as hell the world's sick to death
Of living life in the backseat
I'm finding it hard to believe (I find it harder now, I find it hard)
We won't stop 'til we've found our dreams
So raise your glass up to the sky
We're toasting, we're toasting
So raise your glass up to the sky
We're toasting to the time of our lives
To the time of our lives
Woah
Woah
I'm finding it hard to believe (I find it harder now, I find it hard)
We won't stop 'til we've found our dreams (woah)
So raise your glass up to the sky (woah)
We're toasting, we're toasting
So raise your glass up to the sky (woah)
We're toasting to the time of our lives (woah)
The time of our lives (woah)
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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Braden Morgan
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