Room - WISEKIDS Remix
Moved to California
I was watering these flowers
And I watched them turn to ashes overnight
Back to Barcelona
Se que el tiempo no perdona
I got someone tryna put me on a flight
All this time alone
My hands in different time zones
They could be gone by tomorrow
I got nothing for sure, for sure
I wish I was on these clouds with someone
Feel like I've been out of style 'cause I'm in
This room full of nothin' and
There's nothin' I can do about it
(There's nothing I can do about it)
(There's nothing I can do about it)
(With someone, with someone, with someone, with someone)
Brother's tryna reach me
'Cause it's been so hard to see me
He must think I turned to ashes overnight
Oh, oh
These visions kept me busy
Now I can't see past the TV
I've been blinded by the light
All this time alone
My hands in different time zones
They could be gone by tomorrow
I got nothing for sure, for sure
I wish I was on these clouds with someone
Feel like I've been out of style 'cause I'm in
This room full of nothin'
And there's nothin' I can do about it
(There's nothing I can do about it)
(There's nothing I can do about it)
(With someone, with someone, with someone, with someone, withs someone, with someone)
(There's nothing I can do about it)
(With someone, with someone, with someone, with someone, with someone)
(There's nothing I can do about it)
I was watering these flowers
And I watched them turn to ashes overnight
Back to Barcelona
Se que el tiempo no perdona
I got someone tryna put me on a flight
All this time alone
My hands in different time zones
They could be gone by tomorrow
I got nothing for sure, for sure
I wish I was on these clouds with someone
Feel like I've been out of style 'cause I'm in
This room full of nothin' and
There's nothin' I can do about it
(There's nothing I can do about it)
(There's nothing I can do about it)
(With someone, with someone, with someone, with someone)
Brother's tryna reach me
'Cause it's been so hard to see me
He must think I turned to ashes overnight
Oh, oh
These visions kept me busy
Now I can't see past the TV
I've been blinded by the light
All this time alone
My hands in different time zones
They could be gone by tomorrow
I got nothing for sure, for sure
I wish I was on these clouds with someone
Feel like I've been out of style 'cause I'm in
This room full of nothin'
And there's nothin' I can do about it
(There's nothing I can do about it)
(There's nothing I can do about it)
(With someone, with someone, with someone, with someone, withs someone, with someone)
(There's nothing I can do about it)
(With someone, with someone, with someone, with someone, with someone)
(There's nothing I can do about it)
Credits
Writer(s): Stavros Adamantios Tsarouhas, Remy Samuel Gautreau, Viktor Valentin Hall, Morris Oppenhejm, Carla Gibert Font
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