Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Its always around me, all this noise
But not nearly as loud as the voice saying
«Let it happen, let it happen (Its gonna feel so good)
Just let it happen, let it happen»
[Chorus 1]
All this running around
Trying to cover my shadow
A notion growing inside
Now all the others seem shallow
All this running around
Bearing down on my shoulders
I can hear an alarm
It must be morning
[Verse 2]
I heard about a whirlwind thats coming round
Its gonna carry off all that isnt bound
And when it happens, when it happens (I wont be holding on)
So let it happen, let it happen
Its gonna feel so good
Its gonna feel so good
[Verse 1]
Its always around me, all this noise
But not nearly as loud as the voice saying
«Let it happen, let it happen (Its gonna feel so good)
Just let it happen, let it happen»
Its gonna feel so good
[Chorus 2]
All this running around
I cant fight it much longer
Somethings trying to get out
And its never been closer
If my take-off fails
Make up some other story
But if I never come back
Tell my mother Im sorry
[Bridge]
(Gibberish)
[Outro]
Baby, now Im ready, moving on
Oh but maybe I was ready all along
Oh Im ready for the moment and the sound
Oh but maybe I was ready all along
Baby, now Im ready, moving on
Oh but maybe I was ready all along
Oh Im ready for the moment and the sound
Oh but maybe I was ready all along
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Producer: Benito Benites
Producer: Benito Benites, John «Virgo» Garrett III
Producer: John «Virgo» Garrett III
Producer: John Benito Benites, «Virgo» Garrett III
Vocals: SNAP!
Lyricist, Writer: Antoniette Colandreo
Composer: Benito Benites
Composer: John Virgo Garrett III
Composer: John Virgo Garrett III
Its my life Im a do what it do and if you dont like it Its cool fuck you
(Oooo-oooo)
Cant tell me nothing now baby I know how to fly
(Haaa-aaa)
Cant nothing hold me down Im going to touch the sky (Ooo-ooo)
Cant nothing no, hold me down
(Oo-oo-oo)
Cant nothing no, hold me down (Ooo-oo-oo)
Cant nothing no, hold me down (Ooo-oo-oo)
Now watch me now watch me watch me shut this thang
Directed by Reel Bear Media (http://reelbearmedia.com)
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LYRICS
I wish I found some better sounds no one’s ever heard,
I wish I had a better voice that sang some better words,
I wish I found some chords in an order that is new,
I wish I didnt have to rhyme every time I sang,
I was told when I get older all my fears would shrink,
But now I’m insecure and I care what people think.
My name’s ‘Blurryface’ and I care what you think
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.
Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young,
How come I’m never able to identify where it’s coming from,
I’d make a candle out of it if I ever found it,
Try to sell it, never sell out of it, I’d probably only sell one,
It’d be to my brother, ‘cause we have the same nose,
Same clothes homegrown a stone’s throw from a creek we used to roam,
But it would remind us of when nothing really mattered,
Out of student loans and treehouse homes we all would take the latter.
My name’s ‘Blurryface’ and I care what you think
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.
We used to play pretend, give each other different names,
We would build a rocket ship and then we’d fly it far away,
Used to dream of outer space but now they’re laughing at our face,
Saying, “wake up, you need to make money."
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.
