paroles de chanson Last Day - BEXEY

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
I stay in the past and never grow
And I got things that help me cope
But I would never tell a soul
And in my youth I'm dead and gone
Ops, 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

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

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?