Sign Of The Times
Just stop your crying
It's a sign of the times
Welcome to the final show
I hope you're wearing your best clothes
You 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've been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets?
The bullets
Just stop your crying
It's a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
Remember everything will be all right
We can meet again somewhere
Somewhere far away from here
We never learn, we been 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, oh
We don't talk enough
We should open up
'Fore it's all too much
Oh, oh, oh
Will we ever learn? We've been here before
It's just what we know
We got to get away
We got to get away
We got to get away, oh
We got to, we go to get away
We got to, we go to get away
We got to, we go to get away, oh-oh
Just stop your crying, it's a sign of the times
Welcome to the final show
I hope you're wearing your best clothes
It's a sign of the times
Welcome to the final show
I hope you're wearing your best clothes
You 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've been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets?
The bullets
Just stop your crying
It's a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
Remember everything will be all right
We can meet again somewhere
Somewhere far away from here
We never learn, we been 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, oh
We don't talk enough
We should open up
'Fore it's all too much
Oh, oh, oh
Will we ever learn? We've been here before
It's just what we know
We got to get away
We got to get away
We got to get away, oh
We got to, we go to get away
We got to, we go to get away
We got to, we go to get away, oh-oh
Just stop your crying, it's a sign of the times
Welcome to the final show
I hope you're wearing your best clothes
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Sam Johnson, Jeffrey Nath Bhasker, Ryan Thomas Nasci, Alex Raymond Salibian, Harry Edward Styles, Mitchell Kristopher Rowland
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