Prophecy

Na na na na na na
There's a prophecy
Find it, you will live forever
You create the gloomy weather
Na na na na

Pieces fall into place
Hard to take the ones that scar you out
'Cause they're the rules in life you made

The rules in life you made
The rules in life you made

Break the stained glass that defines you
Pressure wash the cave carvings and go
Make it your own
Salvage things that you find true
Do not let them take a thing from you
Stay real, stay true
It's all you gotta do

Yeah, break the stained glass that defines you
Pressure wash the cave carvings and go
Make it your own
Salvage things that you find true
Do not let them take a thing from you
Stay real, stay true
It's all you gotta do

You gotta, you gotta you gotta do



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Ross Campesi, Katelyn Chopin, Drake Dugas, John Bajor, Madison Delacroix
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