歌詞

Talking to the mirror like I've seen him somewhere before He said I look familiar, did we meet the other night? Somebody once told me that there's two sides to life, what's yours? I might have accidentally let the darkness eat the light And that's why I prayed, I prayed, God sent me right to voicemail It's like, all day my vanity is for sale Take it away, my head is in my own hell Sing to me, I am not doing well Getting tired of my own words Sing to me 'cause I can't hear myself Through the loudness of my own hurts Call me selfish when I say this, say this I'm kinda helpless, and I need you Sing to me 'cause I'm not doing well Somehow I got nominated as a king of sadness Got so much I know that I could even feed the birds And that's why I prayed, I prayed, God sent me right to voicemail It's like, all day my vanity is for sale Take it away, my head is in my own hell Sing to me, I am not doing well Getting tired of my own words Sing to me 'cause I can't hear myself Through the loudness of my own hurts Call me selfish when I say this, say this I'm kinda helpless, and I need you Sing to me 'cause I'm not doing well Somebody told me that there's two sides to this life I think I might've chosen darkness over light Sing to me, I am not doing well Getting tired of my own words Sing to me 'cause I can't hear myself Through the loudness of my own hurts Call me selfish when I say this, say this I'm kinda helpless, and I need you Sing to me 'cause I'm not doing well Sing to me, I am not doing well Sing to me, I am not doing well
Writer(s): Justin Drew Tranter, Ryan Patrick Daly, David Thomas Butler, Matthew Brue, Michael James Ryan Busbee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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