lights coming down
Oh yeah, slow down,
Flying way too far from the ground,
They told me not to look down,
Trying to keep my head in the clouds,
They're telling me that I'm too far gone,
For knowing exactly just what I want,
Chasing the light of the morning sun,
Now I can see underneath it all,
Lights coming down,
Slowing my breathing,
Why's it so hard to put pieces in place,
I can't believe it,
Hope you don't see this,
I'm such a mess,
Can't confess how I'm feeling,
Oh what's my life now?
Baby I've been too far from home,
Losing track of my own path now,
Spent too many nights on my own,
They're telling me that I'm too far gone,
And knowing exactly what I want,
Chasing the light of the morning sun,
Now I can see underneath it all,
Lights coming down,
Slowing my breathing,
Why's it so hard to put pieces in place,
I can't believe it,
Hope you don't see this,
I'm such a mess,
Can't confess how I'm feeling,
Lights coming down,
Slowing my breathing,
Why's it so hard to put pieces in place,
I can't believe it,
Hope you don't see this,
I'm such a mess,
Can't confess how I'm feeling。
Flying way too far from the ground,
They told me not to look down,
Trying to keep my head in the clouds,
They're telling me that I'm too far gone,
For knowing exactly just what I want,
Chasing the light of the morning sun,
Now I can see underneath it all,
Lights coming down,
Slowing my breathing,
Why's it so hard to put pieces in place,
I can't believe it,
Hope you don't see this,
I'm such a mess,
Can't confess how I'm feeling,
Oh what's my life now?
Baby I've been too far from home,
Losing track of my own path now,
Spent too many nights on my own,
They're telling me that I'm too far gone,
And knowing exactly what I want,
Chasing the light of the morning sun,
Now I can see underneath it all,
Lights coming down,
Slowing my breathing,
Why's it so hard to put pieces in place,
I can't believe it,
Hope you don't see this,
I'm such a mess,
Can't confess how I'm feeling,
Lights coming down,
Slowing my breathing,
Why's it so hard to put pieces in place,
I can't believe it,
Hope you don't see this,
I'm such a mess,
Can't confess how I'm feeling。
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Lee, Billy Wilson, Marcos Dejesus Garcia, Anton Khabbaz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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