A Bullet, A Shooting Star

Pray for the sun
Ready for the rain
For whatever comes

I will be okay
(I know it)
I will be okay
(I'll be ohh)

I don't fucking know it's out of my control
People come and go
(Gotta let go)
I don't fucking know it's out of my control
People come and go
(Gotta let go)

Young Neo doing impossible things
Fighting in the bull ring
Tryna live my life
Coming close to the king
I'm living on the second degree
I'm having a little trouble to be
I'm ready for the rain
But i'm praying for the sun
Can't we all just get along?
Make a wrong a right, a right, a right
Yeah it's poisonous the times we in
Tryna force a grin
We all gotta win
Be the yang and yin

Pray for the sun
Ready for the rain
For whatever comes

And I will be okay
I will be okay

Wanna make it out, wanna make it out
Was I mistaken?
No friendly faces
Wanna make it out, wanna make it out
Was I mistaken?
No friendly faces

And you
You gotta stop being a fool
Why?
Why would you fuck with a bull
A bullet, a shooting star
Rooting as you can see
The pinnacle of
All you'll ever be
A bullet, a shooting star
Rooting as you can see
The pinnacle
Of all you'll ever be

I will be okay
I will be okay



Credits
Writer(s): Reed Logan
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