On How It's Made
A spoon or aero plane
There's always something new that i'm learning
But not today
With change I hesitate
I treat unwanted thoughts like a burden
If only I knew how to reason
Grow with the change of the season
Holding myself back from tears
Holding myself up to mirrors
I keep a list
Of all the friends i miss
And all the ways i'd stop it from growing
But life's a fist
You swing too much you'll miss
The point of all of it wasn't showing
If only I knew how to reason
Grow with the change of the season
Holding myself back from tears
Holding myself up to mirrors
If only I knew how to reason
Grow with the change of the season
Holding myself back from tears
Holding myself up to mirrors
Fallings a trip
And getting ups the bit
That i can't seem to do
Just yet
Mykey - Mirrors Lyrics
Mykey - Mirrors Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
On How It's Made
A spoon or aero plane
There's always something new that i'm learning
But not today
With change I hesitate
I treat unwanted thoughts like a burden
If only I knew how to reason
Grow with the change of the season
Holding myself back from tears
Holding myself up to mirrors
I keep a list
Of all the friends i miss
And all the ways i'd stop it from growing
But life's a fist
You swing too much you'll miss
The point of all of it wasn't showing
If only I knew how to reason
Grow with the change of the season
Holding myself back from tears
Holding myself up to mirrors
If only I knew how to reason
Grow with the change of the season
Holding myself back from tears
Holding myself up to mirrors
Fallings a trip
And getting ups the bit
That i can't seem to do
Just yet
A spoon or aero plane
There's always something new that i'm learning
But not today
With change I hesitate
I treat unwanted thoughts like a burden
If only I knew how to reason
Grow with the change of the season
Holding myself back from tears
Holding myself up to mirrors
I keep a list
Of all the friends i miss
And all the ways i'd stop it from growing
But life's a fist
You swing too much you'll miss
The point of all of it wasn't showing
If only I knew how to reason
Grow with the change of the season
Holding myself back from tears
Holding myself up to mirrors
If only I knew how to reason
Grow with the change of the season
Holding myself back from tears
Holding myself up to mirrors
Fallings a trip
And getting ups the bit
That i can't seem to do
Just yet
Writer: Michael Ambrosino
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid