Games // Alt Transmission
Ever notice when you fall back fade away
Nothing changes it's just something it became
It ain't hit or miss it might just been that way
Wanna reminisce but nothing was the same yeah
Done with all these games yeah, done with all these games
Done with all these lames yeah, done with all these lames
Making my own waves yeah, making my own waves
Doing my own thing yeah, doing my own thing
Be there you know I wanna be there
We shouldn't be here, but things were left so unclear
I miss you lately, but I'm fresh out of my tears
I miss you crazy, Romeo in that Shakespeare
But in the end though, the knife came through like a spear
I dream about us, the night is where I grew fear
They say be careful what you wish for, it sounds weird
It might just be for the better, that new frontier
Done with all these games yeah
Done with all these games
Done with all these lames yeah
Done with all these lames
Making my own waves yeah
Making my own waves
Doing my own thing yeah
Doing my own thing
And we lowkey hoping the love spark back up
But emotions flowing and that cost goes up
It ain't easy going but I don't burn up
Guess the chapters closing time to write new books
Take back focus mentally restock
Regrow lotus, now my strength on lock
Take back moments, new paintings to draw
Reset the game, ain't no new level
Nothing changes it's just something it became
It ain't hit or miss it might just been that way
Wanna reminisce but nothing was the same yeah
Done with all these games yeah, done with all these games
Done with all these lames yeah, done with all these lames
Making my own waves yeah, making my own waves
Doing my own thing yeah, doing my own thing
Be there you know I wanna be there
We shouldn't be here, but things were left so unclear
I miss you lately, but I'm fresh out of my tears
I miss you crazy, Romeo in that Shakespeare
But in the end though, the knife came through like a spear
I dream about us, the night is where I grew fear
They say be careful what you wish for, it sounds weird
It might just be for the better, that new frontier
Done with all these games yeah
Done with all these games
Done with all these lames yeah
Done with all these lames
Making my own waves yeah
Making my own waves
Doing my own thing yeah
Doing my own thing
And we lowkey hoping the love spark back up
But emotions flowing and that cost goes up
It ain't easy going but I don't burn up
Guess the chapters closing time to write new books
Take back focus mentally restock
Regrow lotus, now my strength on lock
Take back moments, new paintings to draw
Reset the game, ain't no new level
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Rosales
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