歌词

Found myself spinning out down an icy hill We can never be certain Blacked out, woke up, everything was still Can't find your rhythm inside of the chaos They clipped my wings I can't escape from these negative spaces I'm dwindling Just tryna be myself But who's that? But mine's a book on the shelf Taking it apart to the first draft Ah, peace at last Ah, peace at last Keep telling me to drink some Emergen-C Burning the candle at both ends Just to feel like I could be a shadow of me Can't find your rhythm inside of the chaos They clipped my wings I can't escape from these negative spaces I'm dwindling Just tryna be myself But who's that? But mine's a book on the shelf Taking it apart to the first draft Ah, peace at last Maybe I'll go Maybe I'll go, miss my pride Maybe I'll go Maybe I'll go, miss my pride Just tryna be myself But who's that? But mine's a book on the shelf Taking it apart to the first draft Ah, peace at last Ah, peace at last Ah, peace at last Ah, peace at last Ah, peace at last
Writer(s): Timothy Ferguson, Chris Chu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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