Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Change Things, artist - Rivals. Album song Sad Looks Pretty on Me, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 18.03.2021
Record label: Smartpunk
Song language: English
Change Things |
| Tried to find hope in happiness |
| But at some point I lost my plans |
| Think I faded in this process |
| And the reaper is my only friend |
| Trying to find my way home |
| Sitting pretty on my tombstone |
| Smile wide |
| Got close with the graveyard |
| Trying to find where to start |
| 'Cause I’m casket-sized |
| Can’t seem to change things |
| Wearing white to my funeral |
| I’ll probably die alone |
| So bitter and I’m staying cold |
| Wearing all white Gucci in this chapel |
| Knowing I can’t change things, change things |
| Flexing that I’m stronger than I really am |
| But I can’t change me, change me |
| Devil knows I don’t keep my friends |
| Heaven says I should have regrets |
| Do you think they’d care if I went? |
| 'Cause at this point I feel like I’m spent |
| Trying to find my way home |
| Sitting pretty on my tombstone |
| Smile wide |
| Got close with the graveyard |
| Trying to find where to start |
| 'Cause I’m casket-sized |
| Can’t seem to change things |
| Wearing white to my funeral |
| I’ll probably die alone |
| So bitter and I’m staying cold |
| Wearing all white Gucci in this chapel |
| Knowing I can’t change things, change things |
| Flexing that I’m stronger than I really am |
| But I can’t change me, change me |
| Yeah, ain’t no other way to change it now |
| This can’t be everything I am |
| This ain’t gonna be the end |
| So tell me I did alright, fill the void I’ll never be |
| Running from the hillside, your words hanging over me |
| It’s easy to see it, I only need to believe it |
| 'Cause if I try to change the past |
| All I hear is dial tones |
| I want everything to last, but it’s out of my control |
| I can only do me and I’ll put that on God |
| I can’t be what I’m not |
| Can’t seem to change things |
| Wearing white to my funeral |
| I’ll probably die alone |
| So bitter and I’m staying cold |
| Wearing all white Gucci in this chapel |
| Knowing I can’t change things, change things |
| Flexing that I’m stronger than I really am |
| But I can’t change me, change me |
| Can’t seem to change things |
| Wearing white to my funeral |
| I’ll probably die alone |
| So bitter and I’m staying cold |