This could be my last day I better live it
Try to hide the pain
I always feel it What do you know
What do you see Where will you go
Who will you be
How comes I get so high when i'm so low?
How comes I get so high when i’m so low? I be asking myself, how do you know
How comes I get so high when I'm so low? Kissing up on your face from the bedside photo
My mind racing like the cars out in Tokyo
I'm jealous of my lava-lamp, moving in slow-mo
And the medicine is a no go
But trust issues follow
Yes, on my next girl
I’m ready, but
Oh no, oh no
What the fuck is wrong?
I never know
Spirits follow me around
But my friends never show
Learn a lesson and you'll move on
[?]
And in my youth i'm dead and gone
Oops, I mean getting older
Rope around my throat
But at least it's yellow gold
She got some questions but i never answer
She want to argue about nothing to make her day feel a little larger
I knew your true colours before anything started, I just like to gamble so I roll da' dice and take my chances
[Chorus]
This could be my last day
I believe it
I believe it
Try to hide the pain
Cause I always feel it
I always feel it
What do you know?
What do you see?
Where will you go?
Who will you be?
What do you know?
What do you see?
Where will you go?
Who will you be?
Moving around like a poltergeist up in the night
Staying sharp like a soldier's eye holding a sniper
I'm dreaming about the afterlife where I'll find you
Want to be beside you, to kill a little time too
Get the fuck out my head
Why do I always think about death?
I try to speak about it a little less
But when I do I feel I release so much stress
So where do we go from now?
I’m on a highway to hell
And I ain’t thinking bout slowing down
Running round hoping that we make eye contact
We ain't gotta say a word, but you know that
So where do we go from here?
I’m on a new road to heaven, I don't think imma make it there anyway
Hoping that we make eye contact
We ain't gotta say a word, but you know that
[Chorus]
This could be my last day
I believe it
I believe it
Try to hide the pain
Cause I always feel it
I always feel it
What do you know?
What do you see?
Where will you go?
Who will you be?
What do you know?
What do you see?
Where will you go?
Who will you be?
[Intro] This could be my last day I better live it Try to hide the pain I always feel it What do you know What do you see Where will you go Who will you be How comes I get so high when i'm so low? How comes I get so high when i’m so low? I be asking myself, how do you know How comes I get so high when I'm so low? Kissing up on your face from the bedside photo My mind racing like the cars out in Tokyo I'm jealous of my lava-lamp, moving in slow-mo And the medicine is a no go But trust issues follow Yes, on my next girl I’m ready, but Oh no, oh no What the fuck is wrong? I never know Spirits follow me around But my friends never show Learn a lesson and you'll move on [?] And in my youth i'm dead and gone Oops, I mean getting older Rope around my throat But at least it's yellow gold She got some questions but i never answer She want to argue about nothing to make her day feel a little larger I knew your true colours before anything started, I just like to gamble so I roll da' dice and take my chances [Chorus] This could be my last day I believe it I believe it Try to hide the pain Cause I always feel it I always feel it What do you know? What do you see? Where will you go? Who will you be? What do you know? What do you see? Where will you go? Who will you be? Moving around like a poltergeist up in the night Staying sharp like a soldier's eye holding a sniper I'm dreaming about the afterlife where I'll find you Want to be beside you, to kill a little time too Get the fuck out my head Why do I always think about death? I try to speak about it a little less But when I do I feel I release so much stress So where do we go from now? I’m on a highway to hell And I ain’t thinking bout slowing down Running round hoping that we make eye contact We ain't gotta say a word, but you know that So where do we go from here? I’m on a new road to heaven, I don't think imma make it there anyway Hoping that we make eye contact We ain't gotta say a word, but you know that [Chorus] This could be my last day I believe it I believe it Try to hide the pain Cause I always feel it I always feel it What do you know? What do you see? Where will you go? Who will you be? What do you know? What do you see? Where will you go? Who will you be? Explain Request ×
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