Στίχοι

Wake up, scroll my feed and start the day with what I need Fake friends on the beach, models and their muscle tees Hate this fakery, everyone a masterpiece Wasted energy, try to be somebody I'm not meant to be Double tappin' people I don't know Got another follow, still feel alone Pullin' down the curtain, call the show Lovin' all myself to forget it all Dreams are where I gotta go to make myself feel beautiful Swear I thought I had it all until I open up the phone I don't wanna try to dress for them and I don't wanna try to beat the bar All I gotta say is "fuck that", I don't wanna try to be pretty no more Dreams are where I gotta go to make myself feel beautiful Swear I thought I had it all until I open up the phone I don't wanna try to dress for them and I don't wanna try to beat the bar All I gotta say is "fuck that", I don't wanna try to be pretty no more They always want more (always want more) Needless to say (needless to say) Why do we try to be better and better If we can't escape? (We can't escape) Our need to be (all that) all that we crave (ooh) Think it's about time we see all the beauty that they validate Picture perfect posts said you want more of those But I blew my smoke all away, all alone I finally feel like I can breathe I broke my mirror now I see We cut the filter, find the key To escape all the misery (yeah) Dreams are where I gotta go to make myself feel beautiful Swear I thought I had it all until I open up the phone I don't wanna try to dress for them and I don't wanna try to beat the bar All I gotta say is "fuck that", I don't wanna try to be pretty no more Dreams are where I gotta go to make myself feel beautiful Swear I thought I had it all until I open up the phone I don't wanna try to dress for them and I don't wanna try to beat the bar All I gotta say is "fuck that", I don't wanna try to be pretty no more Lay awake thinkin' 'bout totals on the photos Or look away to find the love you know you come for (come for) You come for (come for), hey, oh no I don't wanna try to be pretty no more Dreams are where I gotta go to make myself feel beautiful Swear I thought I had it all until I open up the phone I don't wanna try to dress for them and I don't wanna try to beat the bar All I gotta say is "fuck that", I don't wanna try to be pretty no more (Pretty no more, pretty no more, pretty no more, pretty no more)
Writer(s): Thomas Walter Marshall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out