& On & On & On
Ohhhh oh hohohoho ho (x3?)
& on & on
I write to you to tell you true, bot that I used to be just like you
Because I'm still confused and all
Relief, relief, I wish I was a boy
Cuz all I do, yes all I do, is try so hard to get better
But see, people like a freak show don't want to see a kid grow, go from fucked up to normal
& on & on & on ohhhhh oh hohohohoho & on & on
So what does it provokes the voice that I misspoke
When family heirloom broke on the doorway
It should've been my hand
I'm not a good man
I try so hard, I try so hard to be one
And so, I look out to you, the fuck I hate you too, you gave me everything I ever wanted
And see I like to watch things burn, and see what might return
A phoenix, arises from the ashes
& on & on & on ohhhhh oh hohohohoho & on & on
HO HO HO ohhhhh...
Not everything can be light and bright and filled with color
See somethings that are just black and white and dead or duller
Open up your windows and feel outside
the rain is falling steadily through the night
Drops and constellations want to ooouh, take of all your clothes and run ooouh, until you are good and gone and turning into nothing
Its like a rising sun ooouh, gotta look away and back again ooouh, to understand the changes that we are going through ooouh
It goes on & on & on & on, on & on & on & on, on & on & on & on, on & on & on & on
& on & on
I write to you to tell you true, bot that I used to be just like you
Because I'm still confused and all
Relief, relief, I wish I was a boy
Cuz all I do, yes all I do, is try so hard to get better
But see, people like a freak show don't want to see a kid grow, go from fucked up to normal
& on & on & on ohhhhh oh hohohohoho & on & on
So what does it provokes the voice that I misspoke
When family heirloom broke on the doorway
It should've been my hand
I'm not a good man
I try so hard, I try so hard to be one
And so, I look out to you, the fuck I hate you too, you gave me everything I ever wanted
And see I like to watch things burn, and see what might return
A phoenix, arises from the ashes
& on & on & on ohhhhh oh hohohohoho & on & on
HO HO HO ohhhhh...
Not everything can be light and bright and filled with color
See somethings that are just black and white and dead or duller
Open up your windows and feel outside
the rain is falling steadily through the night
Drops and constellations want to ooouh, take of all your clothes and run ooouh, until you are good and gone and turning into nothing
Its like a rising sun ooouh, gotta look away and back again ooouh, to understand the changes that we are going through ooouh
It goes on & on & on & on, on & on & on & on, on & on & on & on, on & on & on & on
Credits
Writer(s): Luke Michael Charles Lalonde, Mitchell Derosier, Adam Hindle
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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