rosyRed
Heard enough, I've heard enough
Upside down, I turn around
I become a whole new person so
Up all night can't sleep
Overthinking does to me
Caffeine with the Hennessy
Underwater, deep end
I can't breathe
Now my cheeks are pink
Red and rosy, all came for the clink
I turn up so I don't have to think
Everything sound good after a drink, like
Is the bass hitting for you?
Tell me did I just ruin the mood
Is it good enough then, tell me the truth
What's new, I don't mean to come across rude
What's rude, all your lyrics are a miscue
Thrash around, I ain't coming to your rescue
Nothing you can do to make people like you
And the people like you better be soon to pull through
Shooting star shooting star
I turn up to the moon
Shooting star, shooting star
I lift off to the moon the moon
Ooh, ooh
Do you understand me
I can't breathe, I can't be you
Shooting star, shooting star
I turn up to the moon
Clean I'm at home on the weekends
Four pink walls every season
Fold up table, with the laptop hooked in
I stop breathing
When I go blank you begin to fade out
Like, what's that about
You can't get enough of me
Fashion baby numbers still running
Does it tell me something
Like If I'm coming up next
I know that it's nothing
I just wanna be enough
For me, myself
Running ragged, reach out for help
I just drown in my tears, oh well
Pick yourself up, don't make me yell
This mindset poisoned you
Deep down you know it's true
So what are you doing?
Shut them out, do what you want instead
It's percolating, get out of bed
Everything is coming up rosy red
Shooting star shooting star
I turn up to the moon
Shooting star, shooting star
I leapt off to the moon the moon
Ooh, ooh
Do you understand me?
I cant breathe, I can't be you
Shooting Star, shooting star
I turn up to the moon
Ya ya ya ya!
Shooting star, shooting star
Upside down, I turn around
I become a whole new person so
Up all night can't sleep
Overthinking does to me
Caffeine with the Hennessy
Underwater, deep end
I can't breathe
Now my cheeks are pink
Red and rosy, all came for the clink
I turn up so I don't have to think
Everything sound good after a drink, like
Is the bass hitting for you?
Tell me did I just ruin the mood
Is it good enough then, tell me the truth
What's new, I don't mean to come across rude
What's rude, all your lyrics are a miscue
Thrash around, I ain't coming to your rescue
Nothing you can do to make people like you
And the people like you better be soon to pull through
Shooting star shooting star
I turn up to the moon
Shooting star, shooting star
I lift off to the moon the moon
Ooh, ooh
Do you understand me
I can't breathe, I can't be you
Shooting star, shooting star
I turn up to the moon
Clean I'm at home on the weekends
Four pink walls every season
Fold up table, with the laptop hooked in
I stop breathing
When I go blank you begin to fade out
Like, what's that about
You can't get enough of me
Fashion baby numbers still running
Does it tell me something
Like If I'm coming up next
I know that it's nothing
I just wanna be enough
For me, myself
Running ragged, reach out for help
I just drown in my tears, oh well
Pick yourself up, don't make me yell
This mindset poisoned you
Deep down you know it's true
So what are you doing?
Shut them out, do what you want instead
It's percolating, get out of bed
Everything is coming up rosy red
Shooting star shooting star
I turn up to the moon
Shooting star, shooting star
I leapt off to the moon the moon
Ooh, ooh
Do you understand me?
I cant breathe, I can't be you
Shooting Star, shooting star
I turn up to the moon
Ya ya ya ya!
Shooting star, shooting star
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Writer(s): Annahelen Croce
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