Sign Of The Times

Just stop your crying it's a sign of the times
Welcome to the final show
Hope you're wearing your best clothes

Can't bribe the door on your way to the sky
You look pretty good down here
But you ain't really good

We never learn, we been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets?
The bullets

We never learn, we been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
Your bullets?
The bullets

Just stop the crying
Have the time of your life
Breaking through the atmosphere
And things are pretty good from here

Remember everything will be alright
We can meet again somewhere
Somewhere far away from here

We never learn, we been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets?
The bullets

We never learn, we been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets?
The bullets

We don't talk enough
We should open up
Before it's all too much

Will we ever learn?
We've been here before
It's just what we know

Stop your crying, baby
It's a sign of the times

We've gotta get away
We've got to get away
We've got to get away
We've got to get away

We've got to get away, woah
We've go to get away
We've got to, we've got to away
We've got to, we've got to get away

We've got to get away
We've got to get away
We've got to get away
We've got to get away

We've got to get away



Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Sam Johnson, Jeffrey Nath Bhasker, Ryan Thomas Nasci, Alex Raymond Salibian, Harry Edward Styles, Mitchell Kristopher Rowland
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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