Paper Planes کے بول

A mental diary, 18th of August, 2020 I'm fucking... So... Just done, man. If there wasn't people fucking nearby I could start crying Easy, there's like tears right there man, ready to go I'm sitting in the midland's sky praying for a change My teardrops keep on falling just like the pouring rain I didn't know it then, but I was in my darkest days So I write my dreams on paper planes and let them fly away Singing: Oh, Hallelujah I wish I knew that heavy hearts maxed credit cards will go away Singing: Oh, Hallelujah Thank God I knew when life gets hard I'll wear the scars of yesterday I'll write my dreams on paper planes Send them up, up and away Singing: Oh, Hallelujah, it's okay It's all gonna be okay My mind is like a wrecking ball, destruction in its way And I've been working fourteen hours for just as many days My brother sees my crying, but it's not that kind of pain So I write my dreams on paper planes and let them fly away Singing: Oh, Hallelujah I wish I knew that heavy hearts, maxed credit cards will go away Singing: Oh, Hallelujah Thank God I knew when life gets hard I'll wear the scars of yesterday I'll write my dreams on paper planes Send them up, up and away Singing: Oh, Hallelujah, it's okay It's all gonna be okay And... I just... Life man What the fuck? I feel just mentally and emotionally drained Singing: Oh, Hallelujah I wish I knew that heavy hearts, maxed credit cards will go away Singing: Oh, Hallelujah Thank God I knew when life gets hard I'll wear the scars of yesterday I'll write my dreams on paper planes Send them up, up and away Singing: Oh, Hallelujah, it's okay It's all gonna be okay