CAN’T STOP THIS THUNDER

[Refrain]
Thunder's inside, thunder's outside
Deeply inside there blue (blue-oo-oo)
Thunder's inside, thunder's outside
What am I supposed to do? (do-oo-oo)

[Verse 1]
Bad idea comes it hardly choked
Oh please my Lord, stop that noise
I'm a paranoid, turns me cold (oh)

I wanted to talk about Christian Dior
But you tryna make me so fucking serious
Now I wanna get outta this atmosphere
I didn't feel nothing, why it feels so weird?

Who's the guy behind the thunderstorm?
I can hear your sound, it was not my choice
Every single night I always talk with ghost
I keep write down like Girl Interrupted

[Chorus]
Can't stop this thunder
You make me feel, surrender
I can't feel freedom
Am I blaming you? I guess it's fun

[Post-Chorus]
Turn off that light for me
Leave me to feel grief
I'm sick of being chosen one
But I can't stop this thunder
Turn off that light for me
Leave me to feel grief
I'm sick of being chosen one
But I can't stop this thunder

[Refrain]
Thunder's inside, thunder's outside
Deeply inside there blue (blue-oo-oo)
Thunder's inside, thunder's outside
What am I supposed to do? (do-oo-oo)

[Verse 2]
Forgot what was my motivation
I don't deserve to go inside your church
God, you are so awful, look at that Sean
(He is good everything, alright)

Don't wanna talk about way too serious
But lightning on my head makes me furious
Already felt this no choice, need to carry on
Don't think this like other kids who pretending lonely

Like other sad song, fuck those bitches
Who act like fake tough
I'm the realest, this elevator
Here's empty, heading to thunder

[Chorus]
Can't stop this thunder
You make me feel, surrender
I can't feel freedom
Am I blaming you? I guess it's fun

[Post-Chorus]
Turn off that light for me
Leave me to feel grief
I'm sick of being chosen one
But I can't stop this thunder
Turn off that light for me
Leave me to feel grief
I'm sick of being chosen one
But I can't stop this thunder

[Verse 3]
I'm so confused about blessing what you gave me
I can't tell it's a benefit, It's too fucking strict (uh)
I'm not sure about this testing my weakness
Shining like a Versace, you make me god damn creep (uh)
My chalice filled with grief, they can't see what's in this
They think it filled with greed, they make me fucking freaking
I don't know maybe they right
Shit, I can't deny (oh)