Front Lines

All these long nights
Stayed up, tongue tied
Breathe in, breathe out
In through your nose out through your mouth, yeah
You gotta calm down
You gotta calm down
You gotta calm down
You gotta calm down

Could you send somebody real my way
Seem like nobody here really feel my way
Been so long since I felt some ways
Been so long since we had those days
When it was just alright and we felt like
We could hit anything that we aimed at
It was all late nights in the blacklight tryna find us a needle in the haystack, yeah
They was saying it was going up but in the end what did they know, make believe and False prophecies and when you putting in work that's how the game go
Ok

Now I'm by myself I'm takin things in stride
Satan tryna tell me that I'm gonna die
Tryna trip me up he's got my fears on file
Doing battle guess I'm on the front lines

All these long nights
Stayed up I was tongue tied
Breathe in, breathe out
In through your nose out through your mouth, yeah
You gotta calm down
You gotta calm down
You gotta calm down
You gotta calm down



Credits
Writer(s): Spencer Carrin
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