This could be my last day,
I better live it.
Tryna hide the pain,
I always feel it.
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
How comes I get so high when I'm solo,
Kissing on your face from the bedside photo.
Mmm.. my mind racing like the cars out in Tokyo. I'm jealous of my lava lamp moving in slow mo. And I'm in a zone that's a no go, my trust issues follow yea so my next girl already my old hoe. Oh no. What the f*ck is wrong, I never know. Spirits follow me around but my friends never show. Learn a lesson and you move on or stay in the past and never grow.
And I got things to help me cope but no I would never tell a soul. And in my youth I'm dead & gone. Erm, Oops I mean getting old. Got a rope my throat, but at least it's yellow gold. Ohh.
She got questions but I never answer,
She wanna argue about nothing to make her day feel a little larger. I knew your true colours before anything started, I just like to gamble so I rolled the dice and I took my chances.
This could be my last day,
I better live it.
Tryna hide the pain,
I always feel it.
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
Moving around like a poltergeist up in the night,
Staying sharp like a soldiers eye holding a sniper. I'm dreaming bout the afterlife, when will I find you. Just wanna be beside you, and take a little time to..
Get the f*ck out my head,
Why do I always think about death.
I tried to speak about it here a little less,
But when I do I feel the release of my stress.
So where do we go from now,
I'm on the highway to hell and I ain't thinking bout slowing down. Rolling round hoping that We make eye contact, we ain't gotta say a word baby you know that.
So where do we go from here,
I'm on the long road to heaven and I don't think ima make it there. Anyway I'm hoping that we make eye contact, cause we ain't gotta say a word baby u know that.
This could be my last day,
I better live it.
Tryna hide the pain,
I always feel it.
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
LAST DAY Video (MV)
Performed By: Bexey
Length: 3:05
Written by: GEORGE ASTASIO, GEORGE BEXEY MEJER, JASON ANDREW PEBWORTH, JONATHAN CHRISTOPHER SHAVE, JORDAN BRADLEY PETER BIRCH, George Mejer, Jason Pebworth, Jonathan Shave, Jordan Birch
Bexey - LAST DAY Lyrics
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This could be my last day,
I better live it.
Tryna hide the pain,
I always feel it.
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
How comes I get so high when I'm solo,
Kissing on your face from the bedside photo.
Mmm.. my mind racing like the cars out in Tokyo. I'm jealous of my lava lamp moving in slow mo. And I'm in a zone that's a no go, my trust issues follow yea so my next girl already my old hoe. Oh no. What the f*ck is wrong, I never know. Spirits follow me around but my friends never show. Learn a lesson and you move on or stay in the past and never grow.
And I got things to help me cope but no I would never tell a soul. And in my youth I'm dead & gone. Erm, Oops I mean getting old. Got a rope my throat, but at least it's yellow gold. Ohh.
She got questions but I never answer,
She wanna argue about nothing to make her day feel a little larger. I knew your true colours before anything started, I just like to gamble so I rolled the dice and I took my chances.
This could be my last day,
I better live it.
Tryna hide the pain,
I always feel it.
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
Moving around like a poltergeist up in the night,
Staying sharp like a soldiers eye holding a sniper. I'm dreaming bout the afterlife, when will I find you. Just wanna be beside you, and take a little time to..
Get the f*ck out my head,
Why do I always think about death.
I tried to speak about it here a little less,
But when I do I feel the release of my stress.
So where do we go from now,
I'm on the highway to hell and I ain't thinking bout slowing down. Rolling round hoping that We make eye contact, we ain't gotta say a word baby you know that.
So where do we go from here,
I'm on the long road to heaven and I don't think ima make it there. Anyway I'm hoping that we make eye contact, cause we ain't gotta say a word baby u know that.
This could be my last day,
I better live it.
Tryna hide the pain,
I always feel it.
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
I better live it.
Tryna hide the pain,
I always feel it.
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
How comes I get so high when I'm solo,
Kissing on your face from the bedside photo.
Mmm.. my mind racing like the cars out in Tokyo. I'm jealous of my lava lamp moving in slow mo. And I'm in a zone that's a no go, my trust issues follow yea so my next girl already my old hoe. Oh no. What the f*ck is wrong, I never know. Spirits follow me around but my friends never show. Learn a lesson and you move on or stay in the past and never grow.
And I got things to help me cope but no I would never tell a soul. And in my youth I'm dead & gone. Erm, Oops I mean getting old. Got a rope my throat, but at least it's yellow gold. Ohh.
She got questions but I never answer,
She wanna argue about nothing to make her day feel a little larger. I knew your true colours before anything started, I just like to gamble so I rolled the dice and I took my chances.
This could be my last day,
I better live it.
Tryna hide the pain,
I always feel it.
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
Moving around like a poltergeist up in the night,
Staying sharp like a soldiers eye holding a sniper. I'm dreaming bout the afterlife, when will I find you. Just wanna be beside you, and take a little time to..
Get the f*ck out my head,
Why do I always think about death.
I tried to speak about it here a little less,
But when I do I feel the release of my stress.
So where do we go from now,
I'm on the highway to hell and I ain't thinking bout slowing down. Rolling round hoping that We make eye contact, we ain't gotta say a word baby you know that.
So where do we go from here,
I'm on the long road to heaven and I don't think ima make it there. Anyway I'm hoping that we make eye contact, cause we ain't gotta say a word baby u know that.
This could be my last day,
I better live it.
Tryna hide the pain,
I always feel it.
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
What do you know, what do you see?
Where will you go? Who will you be?
Writer: GEORGE ASTASIO, GEORGE BEXEY MEJER, JASON ANDREW PEBWORTH, JONATHAN CHRISTOPHER SHAVE, JORDAN BRADLEY PETER BIRCH, George Mejer, Jason Pebworth, Jonathan Shave, Jordan Birch
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.