Preshure
What if youre bizzy with yourself
Harsh lights, late nights
And my musik starts to land in the hands
Of the right kind
And our paths dont align
Anymore
I know its my own preshure
I feel yew expekt me to relax now
"That kid would die for yew"
Should that make me wanna live?
Its way more complex than this
No no no
*Just breathe*
Writing love letters from tour
Next week ill be crying in a london hotel room
And youre
Singing all the music i inspired
"He gave his self to yew"
Watch him get bored
I sit and listen, boy yew have it all
Freestyle your feelings in a parked car
Said im sure about this your
Who i wanna spend my life with
What if your busy with yourself
Harsh lights late nights
And my musik starts to land in the hands
Of the right kind
And our paths dont align anymore
Will the love we feel
And the feelings that we know are real
Be enough to keep the deal sealed
Or will we fade away
Like my nightmares told me
We would
We dont have problems thats the problem
Looking for excuses or a reason we cant do this
Iv been stressed heavy chest
Its pretty obvious
That hell forget me and replace me with an audience
And iv been chasing this my whole life
What if i get blinded by the stage lights
And i lose the peice of me that keeps yew a priority
And we start drowning
In all promises we swore wed keep
Dont wanna say were doomed but
I know my mind yew'll be fine
And ill be waiting for the bad news
What if your busy with yourself
Harsh lights late nights
And my musik starts to land in the hands
Of the right kind
And our paths dont align anymore
Will the love we feel
And the feelings that we know are real
Be enough to keep the deal sealed
Or will we fade away
Like my nightmares told me
We would
I ran to the bathroom
Please dont come in
Id hate for yew to see me like this
Said i cant handle the distance
But your insisting
That we try and we cried
Said im gonna miss yew
Yew said it too
What in the hell are we gonna do?
Was it the right person wrong time?
What if your busy with yourself
Harsh lights late nights
And my musik starts to land in the hands
Of the right kind
And our paths dont align anymore
Will the love we feel
And the feelings that we know are real
Be enough to keep the deal sealed
Or will we fade away
Like my nightmares told me
We would
Harsh lights, late nights
And my musik starts to land in the hands
Of the right kind
And our paths dont align
Anymore
I know its my own preshure
I feel yew expekt me to relax now
"That kid would die for yew"
Should that make me wanna live?
Its way more complex than this
No no no
*Just breathe*
Writing love letters from tour
Next week ill be crying in a london hotel room
And youre
Singing all the music i inspired
"He gave his self to yew"
Watch him get bored
I sit and listen, boy yew have it all
Freestyle your feelings in a parked car
Said im sure about this your
Who i wanna spend my life with
What if your busy with yourself
Harsh lights late nights
And my musik starts to land in the hands
Of the right kind
And our paths dont align anymore
Will the love we feel
And the feelings that we know are real
Be enough to keep the deal sealed
Or will we fade away
Like my nightmares told me
We would
We dont have problems thats the problem
Looking for excuses or a reason we cant do this
Iv been stressed heavy chest
Its pretty obvious
That hell forget me and replace me with an audience
And iv been chasing this my whole life
What if i get blinded by the stage lights
And i lose the peice of me that keeps yew a priority
And we start drowning
In all promises we swore wed keep
Dont wanna say were doomed but
I know my mind yew'll be fine
And ill be waiting for the bad news
What if your busy with yourself
Harsh lights late nights
And my musik starts to land in the hands
Of the right kind
And our paths dont align anymore
Will the love we feel
And the feelings that we know are real
Be enough to keep the deal sealed
Or will we fade away
Like my nightmares told me
We would
I ran to the bathroom
Please dont come in
Id hate for yew to see me like this
Said i cant handle the distance
But your insisting
That we try and we cried
Said im gonna miss yew
Yew said it too
What in the hell are we gonna do?
Was it the right person wrong time?
What if your busy with yourself
Harsh lights late nights
And my musik starts to land in the hands
Of the right kind
And our paths dont align anymore
Will the love we feel
And the feelings that we know are real
Be enough to keep the deal sealed
Or will we fade away
Like my nightmares told me
We would
Credits
Writer(s): Nickolas Pingree, Annie O'malley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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