Sapita Music - Bear's Theme paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Bear's Theme - Sapita Music



So I think this is it
Wooooo-oooooo
I think it's time I stop talking 'bout this
My metronome doesn't click
If I'm stuck chasing a fix
It's time to write the new script
I'm calling it "This is it"
I said
And yeah I think this is it
Wooooo-oooooo
I think it's time I stop talking 'bout this
Nobody's taking new pics
If I'm allowed to be sick
I'll do my best to be quick
And pray to God that it sticks
I said
Yeah I think this is it
Wooooo-oooooo
I think it's time I stop talking 'bout this
The crowd knows all of my tricks
There's no more wax for the wick
It melted out of my hands
And now the drink doesn't mix
I said
And yeah I think this is it
Wooooo-oooooo
I think it's time I stop talking bout this
The shoe, it no longer fits
I am the fish without chips
Let go of all of my past
So I can save what is left
I said
We could fix all this tomorrow
Pack your bags and move to Chicago
I'll drive home, pick you up at your door
Don't care what they say
Tune it out and ignore
I know that you said that
The city's too big
But I feel like it shrinks
And we still could fit in
I don't wanna fight
I want a win-win
I just want to talk
Cause I miss you like sin
And we could go for the world's longest bike ride
And air it all out over Lakeshore Drive
Just like we did back on those summer nights
But now when it's warm It's like all I do's cry
And if you say no
It will be okay
Because I still know
That I'm gon' find a way
To finally man up
And bear all this pain
And let go of this story
Let that chorus sing
Bear
Ooo yeah I think this is it
Wooooo-oooooo
I know it's time I stop talking 'bout this
Takes every bone that I know
Been so depressed and alone
Nothing I'm healing with phones
Or followers I don't know
I said
And yeah I think this is it
Wooooo-oooooo
I think it's time I stop talking 'bout this
They said "The covers been blown"
This lawn's the one overgrown
Found my way back to the cave
But it's no longer my home
And yeah I think this is it
Wooooo-oooooo
I think it's time I stop talking 'bout this
There's nothing I recognize
Home with a different design
Like what you've done with the place
Not my place to criticize
And yeah I think this is it
Wooooo-oooooo
I think it's time I stop talking 'bout this
I feared the the life without trying
Then learned to hate what's it's like
But tell me, how could you know?
If you lived your whole life inside?
Yeah I know this is it
Wooooo-oooooo
I promise that I'll stop talking 'bout this
Those Christmas lights on the floor
The futon behind the door
Projector bulb burnt and old
Watching his hand force the fold
I said
Yeah I know this is it
Wooooo-oooooo
I promise that I'll stop talking bout this
Wishful for just one more night
Count every star in the sky
And share a much needed cry
Before I tell you goodbye
I said
Yeah I know this is it
Wooooo-oooooo
I promise that I'll stop talking bout this
Begged for an answer to know
Just when I need it the most
I saw the stories and posts
So raise my glass for a toast
I said
Yeah I know this it
Wooooo-oooooo
I promise that I'll stop talking bout this
Say it ten thousand more times
Make this my famous last line
Yeah, on the chalkboard I'll write
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
Your heart is his and not mine
We could fix all this tomorrow
Pack your bags and move to Chicago
We could fix all this tomorrow
Pack your bags and move to Chicago
We could fix all this tomorrow
Pack your bags and move to Chicago
We could fix all this tomorrow
Pack your bags and move to Chicago
We could fix all this tomorrow
Pack your bags and move to Chicago
We could fix all this tomorrow
Pack your bags and move to Chicago
We could fix all this tomorrow
Pack your bags and move to Chicago
We could fix all this tomorrow
Pack your bags and move to Chicago
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Bear



Writer(s): Zach Sapita


Sapita Music - Bear
Album Bear
date de sortie
03-11-2023




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