End Scene!
You know
It could only be in your head
You can always stay in bed
Get up when you can and go
I'd make
A million other reasons
Missing all the seasons
I've turned into a secret yeah
They all say "you have to be okay"
But they don't understand it anyway
Go run but make yourself safe
You miss the shots you don't take
Write songs that make you feel fake
Don't drop it all, okay?
It's not a phase
You're in it now
Write songs that make 'em wanna shout
Don't drop it all, okay?
Don't drop it all
End scene
I can't even begin with
Talk about who you're with now
Guess I'll show myself out
Remember, I could be a starter
Be your seat warmer yeah
While you're doing your own game
Go run but make yourself safe
You miss the shots you don't take
Write songs that make you feel fake
Don't drop it all, okay?
It's not a phase
You're in it now
Write songs that make 'em wanna shout
Don't drop it all, okay?
Don't drop it all
End scene
I can't even see myself to have a million fans though
Talking to myself and tryna leave all of my plans oh
Fake it out my hands
No, I don't want to be the last show
Don't wanna watch my class go
Just wanna catch my last hope
It could only be in your head
You can always stay in bed
Get up when you can and go
I'd make
A million other reasons
Missing all the seasons
I've turned into a secret yeah
They all say "you have to be okay"
But they don't understand it anyway
Go run but make yourself safe
You miss the shots you don't take
Write songs that make you feel fake
Don't drop it all, okay?
It's not a phase
You're in it now
Write songs that make 'em wanna shout
Don't drop it all, okay?
Don't drop it all
End scene
I can't even begin with
Talk about who you're with now
Guess I'll show myself out
Remember, I could be a starter
Be your seat warmer yeah
While you're doing your own game
Go run but make yourself safe
You miss the shots you don't take
Write songs that make you feel fake
Don't drop it all, okay?
It's not a phase
You're in it now
Write songs that make 'em wanna shout
Don't drop it all, okay?
Don't drop it all
End scene
I can't even see myself to have a million fans though
Talking to myself and tryna leave all of my plans oh
Fake it out my hands
No, I don't want to be the last show
Don't wanna watch my class go
Just wanna catch my last hope
Credits
Writer(s): Jonah Andel Miranda
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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