Sing to Me Songtext
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Sing to Me Songtext
Talking to the mirror like I′ve seen him somewhere before
He said I look familiar, did we meet the other night?
Somebody once told me that there's two sides to life, what′s yours?
I might have accidentally let the darkness eat the light
And that's why
I prayed, I prayed, God sent me right to voicemail
It's like, all day my vanity is for sale
Take it away, my head is in my own hell
Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words
Sing to me ′cause I can′t hear myself
Through the loudness of my own hurts
Call me selfish when I say this, say this
I'm kinda helpless, and I need you
Sing to me ′cause I'm not doing well
Somehow I got nominated as a king of sadness
Got so much I know that I could even feed the birds
And that′s why
I prayed, I prayed, God sent me right to voicemail
It's like, all day my vanity is for sale
Take it away, my head is in my own hell
Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words
Sing to me ′cause I can't hear myself
Through the loudness of my own hurts
Call me selfish when I say this, say this
I'm kinda helpless, and I need you
Sing to me ′cause I′m not doing well
Somebody told me that there's two sides to this life
I think I might′ve chosen darkness over light
Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words
Sing to me 'cause I can′t hear myself
Through the loudness of my own hurts
Call me selfish when I say this, say this
I'm kinda helpless, and I need you
Sing to me ′cause I'm not doing well
Sing to me, I am not doing well
Sing to me, I am not doing well
He said I look familiar, did we meet the other night?
Somebody once told me that there's two sides to life, what′s yours?
I might have accidentally let the darkness eat the light
And that's why
I prayed, I prayed, God sent me right to voicemail
It's like, all day my vanity is for sale
Take it away, my head is in my own hell
Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words
Sing to me ′cause I can′t hear myself
Through the loudness of my own hurts
Call me selfish when I say this, say this
I'm kinda helpless, and I need you
Sing to me ′cause I'm not doing well
Somehow I got nominated as a king of sadness
Got so much I know that I could even feed the birds
And that′s why
I prayed, I prayed, God sent me right to voicemail
It's like, all day my vanity is for sale
Take it away, my head is in my own hell
Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words
Sing to me ′cause I can't hear myself
Through the loudness of my own hurts
Call me selfish when I say this, say this
I'm kinda helpless, and I need you
Sing to me ′cause I′m not doing well
Somebody told me that there's two sides to this life
I think I might′ve chosen darkness over light
Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words
Sing to me 'cause I can′t hear myself
Through the loudness of my own hurts
Call me selfish when I say this, say this
I'm kinda helpless, and I need you
Sing to me ′cause I'm not doing well
Sing to me, I am not doing well
Sing to me, I am not doing well
Writer(s): Michael Busbee, Matthew Brue, Justin Tranter, David Butler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com