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michaelachel
michaelachel
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Christian Santoso
Michael Christian Santoso
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Christian Santoso
Michael Christian Santoso
Producer

Lyrics

I kinda miss you babe
Cause I have a pretty vision that I want one day
No matter how big our problems
We're gonna face someday
Having you is a blessing to this day
Know what my parents say
We had a wild potential that they couldn't see
Like an innocent boy blamed for six felonies
Walking through fire
Seeking destiny
Now I believe in the holy proverbs
When they said you should listen to your mom and dad
The other options were never no good
Climbing high just to go back down another route
Felt like apocalypse
When what they said was coming true
Not ready for this
My palace starting to break loose
Hard to decompress
All I wanted was my life back
Don't ever come again
All I do is tryna forget
How dumb, what a waste
Like trading, wish I'd earned tenfold
Talking to myself
Is better than seeking revenge
Oh uh uh uh
Back then, what was I thinking
How I fell deeply in love with a heart of plastic
Tell your friends
Do they know it's more like the dark abyss
I'm a man fooled by visuals in a sense
Better be a single man then living life with you
Even when I thought you were the one before I knew
How low
How low is you
Now I believe in the holy proverbs
When they said you should listen to your mom and dad
The other options were never no good
Climbing high just to go back down another route
Felt like apocalypse
When what they said was coming true
Not ready for this
My palace's starting to break loose
Hard to decompress
All I wanted was my life back
Don't ever come again
All I do is tryna forget
How dumb, what a waste
Like trading, wish I'd earned tenfold
Talking to myself
Is better than seeking revenge
Felt like apocalypse
When what they said was coming true
Not ready for this
My palace's starting to break loose
Hard to decompress
All I wanted was my life back
Don't ever come again
All I do is tryna forget
How dumb, what a waste
Like trading, wish I'd earned tenfold
Talking to myself
Is better than seeking revenge
Oh uh uh uh
Written by: Michael Christian Santoso
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