angel

All the highs have lows
It's bumming me out
All that I compose
It's gonna lift me up
Running from my woes
They're gonna seek me out
What am I supposed to do now?

(Now, now, now, now)

All that I could lose
How they raised me up
Mama look confused
That I'm running from
All that I could do
It's stressing me out
What am I supposed to do now?

(Now)
What am I supposed to do (Now) now?
Now
(Now)
What am I supposed to do (Now) now?

We're on our own
We're on our own
We're on our own
We're on our own
We're on our own
We're on our own
We're on our own
We're on our own
We're on our own
We're on our own



Credits
Writer(s): Aliyah Mead
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