Lyrics

I might just dye my hair bleach blonde So if you saw me at a restaurant You'd walk by And you wouldn't Notice I Already cut up all my clothes New job, new apartment, and new phone You could try Bet you wouldn't Recognize Yeah, it's for the hell of it My personal development I need to get on out of my comfort zone To get into my element Sent a letter to the girl on my old street Said there's nothing left for you in this city (I) I'm the person now that you wanna be Xoxo, anonymously Driving cross-country, interstates Leave Montreal, like a cliche Think maybe I could be nothing like me Yeah, it's for the hell of it My personal development I need to get on out of my comfort zone To get into my element Sent a letter to the girl on my old street Said there's nothing left for you in this city (I) I'm the person now that you wanna be Xoxo, anonymously Sent a letter to the girl on my old street Said there's nothing left for you in this city (I) I'm the person now that you wanna be Xoxo, anonymously Never wanted to be somebody else I just wanna be a better version of myself I changed cities, got a new address So I could start over anonymous
Writer(s): Keegan Grebanier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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