Peaches (Text Voter XX to 40649)
Raindrops keep falling around me
My worst-case scenario found me
My dog died and my homie OD'd
I'm not goin' back to the old me
I wish I could fly with the sparrows
I'm stuck in the ground with the scarecrows
I know it gets better
I hope it gets better from here, from here
We'll pick up all of the pieces
We'll turn the pain into peaches
I'm not afraid of my demons
We'll turn the pain into peaches
I thought that life was a fast ride
But this motherfucker's a landslide
My heart, it still beats but it's broken
Cheated by love I had chosen
Wish we could go back to this tall
Now the whole world is a strip mall
I pray it gets better
I know it gets better from here, from here
We'll pick up all of the pieces
We'll turn the pain into peaches
I'm not afraid of my demons
We'll turn the pain into peaches, oh, oh
We'll pick up all of the pieces
We'll turn the pain into peaches
I'm not afraid of my demons
We'll turn the pain into peaches
Go faster alone or go further together
It's all gonna help out, it won't last forever
Every good somethin' started from dust
And we ain't got nothin' but nothin's enough
We'll pick up all of the pieces
We'll turn the pain into peaches
I'm not afraid of my demons
We'll turn the pain into peaches
La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la
My worst-case scenario found me
My dog died and my homie OD'd
I'm not goin' back to the old me
I wish I could fly with the sparrows
I'm stuck in the ground with the scarecrows
I know it gets better
I hope it gets better from here, from here
We'll pick up all of the pieces
We'll turn the pain into peaches
I'm not afraid of my demons
We'll turn the pain into peaches
I thought that life was a fast ride
But this motherfucker's a landslide
My heart, it still beats but it's broken
Cheated by love I had chosen
Wish we could go back to this tall
Now the whole world is a strip mall
I pray it gets better
I know it gets better from here, from here
We'll pick up all of the pieces
We'll turn the pain into peaches
I'm not afraid of my demons
We'll turn the pain into peaches, oh, oh
We'll pick up all of the pieces
We'll turn the pain into peaches
I'm not afraid of my demons
We'll turn the pain into peaches
Go faster alone or go further together
It's all gonna help out, it won't last forever
Every good somethin' started from dust
And we ain't got nothin' but nothin's enough
We'll pick up all of the pieces
We'll turn the pain into peaches
I'm not afraid of my demons
We'll turn the pain into peaches
La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la
Credits
Writer(s): Raymon Ameer Murray, Patrick L. Brown, Rico Renard Wade, Terrence W. Smith, Hardnett, Chanz Parkman, P. Crump, Antwan A. Patton
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