MADE 4 THIS
All I've ever known
Is tryna make sense of it all, ooh, ooh-ooh
I don't wanna relive
The times I tried to try
My discomfort is at an all-time
I'm losing my grip, and fallin' fast
A little somethin' to get me through the night
I wanna admit, I'm not made for this
This, this, this, this, this, this, this
I'm not made for this
This, this, this, this, this, this, this
I'm not made for this
Wanna make sense of it
This, this, this, this, this
I'm not made for this
Wanna make sense of it
This, this, this, this, this (Ah)
All I've ever known
Is tryna make sense of it all, ooh, ooh-ooh
I don't wanna relive
The times I tried to try
My discomfort is at an all-time
I'm losing my grip, and fallin' fast
A little somethin' to get mе through the night
I wanna admit, I'm not made for this
(This, this, this, this, this, this, this this)...(Ah)
Bring it down with the-
This, this, this, I'm not madе for this
This, this, this, this, this, this, this
I'm not made for this
Wanna make sense of it
This, this, this, this, this
I'm not made for this
Wanna make sense of it
This, this, this, this, this (Ah)
(Ah)
Is tryna make sense of it all, ooh, ooh-ooh
I don't wanna relive
The times I tried to try
My discomfort is at an all-time
I'm losing my grip, and fallin' fast
A little somethin' to get me through the night
I wanna admit, I'm not made for this
This, this, this, this, this, this, this
I'm not made for this
This, this, this, this, this, this, this
I'm not made for this
Wanna make sense of it
This, this, this, this, this
I'm not made for this
Wanna make sense of it
This, this, this, this, this (Ah)
All I've ever known
Is tryna make sense of it all, ooh, ooh-ooh
I don't wanna relive
The times I tried to try
My discomfort is at an all-time
I'm losing my grip, and fallin' fast
A little somethin' to get mе through the night
I wanna admit, I'm not made for this
(This, this, this, this, this, this, this this)...(Ah)
Bring it down with the-
This, this, this, I'm not madе for this
This, this, this, this, this, this, this
I'm not made for this
Wanna make sense of it
This, this, this, this, this
I'm not made for this
Wanna make sense of it
This, this, this, this, this (Ah)
(Ah)
Credits
Writer(s): Louis Wyzgowski, Bradley Edwards
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