Songtext von White Star

Oh, bae Why I can't stop think about you Why I can't stop think about Us, bae Why the future is making so rude Second love letter No rain Things getting better No pain Facing all this things for fame Someday I'll buy you a plane And make a trip For Spain Baby, I made a rip In your shirt And we getting rich I'm Wayne Baby, you're like a witch I'm hurt Living in a glitch We rule Trying all again, like Nascar Keeping me in stitch Ice on my wrists Making you shine again, my white star (2x) Oh, bae Why I can't stop think about you Why I can't stop think about Us, bae Why the future is making so rude I know that you're mad Just because I'm popping pills To stay sane But I'm tryna to be real And it hurts bae And I'm tryna take my demons off my brain I know that you're sad But I told you that will be hard To be ok Until that comes I will be high But don't care bae I'm just tryna feel myself, one more try Oh, bae Why I can't stop think about you Why I can't stop think about Us, bae Why the future is making so rude