Prologue (feat. Sydney Sprague) [Acoustic]

Don't need a fortune teller
I can see my future fine
I'm going nowhere
All my friends will leave me behind
And sometimes late at night
I'll let it make me cry

The service industry
Is where I will spend out my days
Don't read my nametag
I'm wearing someone else's anyways
You don't need to know my name (you don't know my name)

'Cause after all I've been through
And after all I've seen
I know the world is not a nice place
To those of us who breathe

I need a potion seller
I need something in my blood
To keep me going
To keep me going just enough to find
Some kinda shelter inside of my mind

Because I have to
Keep pretending that I'm strong
I flex my muscles
I bare my teeth, I yell and sing along
Even when the words are wrong

Went to a fortune teller
She confirmed all my worst fears
Life is one long fight
And the future's filled with tears
But who cares, I'm still here
Want that to be clear

Because it's worth it
Every ache I'll ever feel
Left in comparison
To the love that I can't help but reveal
I may be scared but I'll find strength in fear (I'll find strength in fear)

I won't go down in history (I won't go down in history)
Whatever that may mean (whatever that may mean)
But when the world is ending (but when the world is ending)
At least I've said my piece (at least I said my piece)

At least I've said my piece
At least I've said my piece
At least I've said my piece (I won't go down in history)
At least I've said my piece
At least I've said my piece
At least I've said my- (whatever that may mean)
At least I've said my piece
At least I've said my piece
At least I've said my- (I won't go down in history)
At least I've said my piece
At least I've said my piece
At least I've said my piece

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh

That's deeply disappointing



Credits
Writer(s): Brooke Dickson, Hunter Leigh Allen, Evan Schaid
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