اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I cut my bangs every week
And I hate seeing yellow on me
When I'm feeling stressed I deep clean
And lately that's my only routine
When I go out
I'm just thinking 'bout
Everyone else
I bury myself
I stumble over my feet
Fall and let the pattern repeat
Plays on my mind
When I lay down at night
And my body won't
Sink into sleep
Spiraling
And my thoughts take off running
Where do we go when the party's all over?
Is there an afters or do we go home?
Where do we go when the morning gets closer?
Does love even matter if we end up alone?
I'm living in the unknown
Can't stand being out of control
I'm staring blank at the ceiling
Fuck, am I just overthinking?
Plays on my mind
When I lay down at night
And my body won't
Sink into sleep
Spiraling
And my thoughts take off running
Where do we go when the party's all over?
Is there an afters or do we go home?
Where do we go when the morning gets closer?
Does love even matter if we end up alone?
I'm staring blank at the ceiling
I'm staring blank at the ceiling
I'm staring blank at the ceiling
Fuck am I just overthinking?
Where do we go when the party's all over?
Is there an afters or do we go home?
Where do we go when the morning gets closer?
Does love even matter if we end up alone?
