Letra

Wide awake at 3am Way too many thoughts running through my head I need a break or just a bend I'm tryna get better, can we just pretend? Every time I check my phone I'm reminded that I'm young, dumb, broke and alone 'Cause everybody's rich and famous Livin' on the IG A-list And everybody's problem free And they post it on up for the world to see Everybody else is perfect Well it seems like All my friends have settled down They got houses on the water Posting poctures in the south Sipping on piña coladas Meanwhile I sleep on a couch I got nothing figured out But that's alright Let's raise a toast to the real life Half asleep at 10am On my own guess I got a couple thousand friends Another day a lonely night Real sick of fake love I'm going out my mind Every time I check my phone I'm reminded that I'm young dumb broke and alone 'Cause everybody's rich and famous Poppin champ like a champ down in vegas And everybody's problem free And they post it on up for the world to see Everybody else is picture perfect Well it seems like All my friends have settled down They got houses on the water Posting poctures in the south Sipping on piña coladas Meanwhile I sleep on a couch I've got nothing figured out But that's alright Let's raise a toast to the real life Let's raise a toast to the real life Could be worse I know that's true I know I've been blessed don't get me confused But I get low when I compare All the things I don't have oh I shouldn't comapare but Every time I check my phone I'm Reminded that I've still got a ways to go I'm trying but I can't be perfect
Writer(s): Corey Lerue, Jodi Lyn Guthro, Jon Pike Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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