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INTERPRETAÇÃO
GRANT KNOCHE
GRANT KNOCHE
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
GRANT KNOCHE
GRANT KNOCHE
Composição
Tayler Buono
Tayler Buono
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
GRANT KNOCHE
GRANT KNOCHE
Produção

Letra

Staring at my ceiling
Convince myself it's nothing
Pray to God to fix me
Feeling guilty, having thoughts at twelve years old
Is momma gonna like this?
I'm risking her of grandkids
Seven years of fighting
And I don't wanna fight no more
So I wanna let it out
Wasn't ready then, but I'm ready now
Oh, my, beautiful bliss
I'm so foreign to this
Tell you what my walls know
Here's my first hello
Oh, my, such a relief
I can be me
I don't put on no show
It's my first hello, oh
I want my friends to know me
Like, really, really know me
I hope this doesn't change things
They say that boys don't cry
But news flash, that's a lie
I don't fit inside your boxes, I can't stop this, no
So I'm counting down
Unlock my cell and come on out
Oh, my, beautiful bliss
I'm so foreign to this
Tell you what my walls know
Here's my first hello
Oh, my, such a relief
I can be me
I don't put on no show
It's my first hello, oh
It's my first hello
All that I said, all that I did
I learned to lock my thoughts up carefully
I held my breath, I broke my heart
I bit my tongue, it starts to bleed
And I, I hope you know that it's not your fault
Hope my father understands I'm not any less a man
Oh, my, beautiful bliss
I'm so foreign to this
Tell you what my walls know
Here's my first hello
Oh, my, such a relief
I can be me
I don't put on no show
It's my first hello, oh
It's my first hello
I wanna let it out
Wasn't ready then, but I'm ready now
Written by: GRANT KNOCHE, Tayler Buono
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