Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song LAST SONG I'LL EVER WRITE, artist - Jax Anderson.
Date of issue: 15.10.2020
Song language: English
LAST SONG I'LL EVER WRITE |
You gotta get up |
You gotta be strong for love |
When it all seems lost |
And the roads uneven |
You gotta be tough |
Give it all you got |
Hope will come |
Just keep breathing |
If this is the last song that I’ll ever write |
I’ll write it with tears in my eyes |
Fingers pointed to the sky |
Straight to the savior that my nephews pray to at night |
And tell them that everything’s gonna be OK |
The only thing that matters is people |
And if your mind’s alright |
It’s OK to cry |
If you’re happy or you’re sad or you’re feeling someone else’s pain |
And the world’s gonna tell you that you should consume |
But you won’t feel better with those Gucci shoes |
Listen to the voice that’s inside of you |
It’s a compass without a face |
I’d tell them learn to paint |
Cause sometimes art can speak louder than your words can say |
And when you get knocked down |
Cause you’ll get knocked down |
You gotta get up |
You gotta be strong for love |
When it all seems lost and the roads uneven |
You gotta be tough |
Give it all you’ve got |
Hope will come |
Just keep breathing |
I tell them the Internet doesn’t matter |
Don’t listen to the nosebleed chatter |
That voice inside your head |
Won’t always be your friend |
But you’re not defined by it |
I’d tell them that the keys to Heaven |
Isn’t the love of a kind woman |
But that helps a little |
It’s through discipline |
And kind acts |
I tell them to just relax |
And just breathe a little |
I tell Monroe Grace |
These all apply to her just the same |
My God she’s so brave |
And I hope that she stays brave |
Because this world will try to tell her to be small |
And I hope she doesn’t listen |
I’d tell her not to listen |
And when she falls |
You gotta get up |
You gotta be strong for love |
When it all seems lost and the road’s uneven |
You gotta be tough |
Give it all you’ve got |
Hope will come |
Just keep breathing |
I tell them to see the sunrise in Sydney |
That Lake Michigan is the most beautiful in February |
I tell them to jump out of an airplane at some point |
Even if your mama says you’re crazy |
And this world can be hard |
And it won’t always make sense |
But I’d look them in the eyes and tell them that |
Happiness does exist |