Текст песни I Still Think We Made It - The Astronomers

I won't lie
I miss the way it used to be
Back when we were just 19 and in our dorms

Now there's lights
And we're a little blinded by the beat
Of A new song every other week we cant keep up

Am I let down
Don't know, can't make a HOT TO GO!
Trying really hard but I know I'm not Chappell Roan
Woah, Woah

I Wanna sell out big shows
Wake up espresso
I get a little tired
Please Please Please
Let it go
Woah, Woah

I need space
From hearing your take on my life
Like your not The 1975
Anyway

Oh I had some help
No I can't do this on my own
I'm no country Post Malone
In your face

I should breathe more
Slow it down
Can't rush a beautiful thing
Wish I had more
Buy my wife a bigger ring
Woah, Woah

I got hot work
Cold play
Grind all the way to Sunday
I wish I had hits that never lost replays
Woah, Woah

Think we're long term
Candidate
For making a couple hits
Our music in a CD staked up in your cabinet
The dream was always A List
But I still think we made it