BLOOP!

Get up out this room, I still feel sometimes blue
This scar up on my heart is now a lovely new tattoo
What else can I do? But push this life through
A wound is just a place where all the light can enter you
Melodies to finish in this silly fucking work of art
Gotta get to business not go Synecdoche New York
Everything you do, ever since you grew up
Would be the hugest crime to shut that off with all that you are

Anything is possible when I look into my heart
Woah I’m a shooting star
Anything is possible when I look into my heart
Woah I’m a shooting star

The woe in me would say I got abandoned like great art
But things aren’t that clear cut, it matters that I see past
Some thing I had no say in, sometimes people just depart
And whether they mean it or not, well then that’s nobodies fault
I said that’s nobodies fault, I said it’s nobodies fault
Most people just do their best to live on this tiny rock
I’m far from the only one who ever felt these bad thoughts
So fuck it let’s just keep going, see what’s in store for all us

Anything is possible when I look into my heart
Woah I’m a shooting star

Thinking bout all the times that you’d hold onto my hand
I know you didn’t mean to leave me all on my own here
Like that time I’s in the markets and got lost there
Guess some abandonment issues just the cost yeah
And I can handle feeling this, it means that you were here
It’s just a sample of feelings, a souvenir, cheers
An incidental example, won’t trade that shit for nothing
Bout to feel this to the full, so I can fucking heal shit
Noticing you’re losing it is actually a good thing
In this thread
Sun is shining on my body, mood rings
Vibes is naughty, shout out to my friends who helped me do things
I just got so caught up with the messaging and mood swings
Memories of love not going nowhere, they’re just stuck there
I just got some new ones from those friends we’ll take it from here
Pain’ll fade, I’ll feel less numb, and free and spring is in the air
You’re still right there, no bitter end, everything infinite