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• Artiste: Gabriela Bee
• Titre: It Gets Old
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Yesterday I saw a vision of myself I was happy as can be, and I smiled differently And yesterday I thought, “Am I lying to myself?” Wonder if that's even me, or a false reality And after all this time Pretending I’m alright I’m not alright (ah) And I’m ten steps ahead When it's all in front of me And it feels so out of reach I don't know what to say So I look the other way When I know just what I want But it's pouring out at once Don't tell me it's too late ‘Cause it always ends the same And honestly it’s getting old The other day I called a friend that I've been missing And quickly I’m reminded of emotions I’ve been hiding For weeks, no more lonely nights In my bed, I’ve been ignoring all my friends But I try to see it through (try to see it through) It's a chore to say I do I know I'm lying (ah) And I feel like a mess When it's all in front of me And it feels so out of reach I don't know what to say So I look the other way When I know just what I want But it's pouring out at once Don't tell me it's too late ‘Cause it always ends the same And honestly it’s getting Old, old Old, old Yesterday I saw a vision of myself (old, old) I was happy as can be, now it's all in front of me (old, old) And it’s not so out of reach Not anymore to me I’ve finally found my peace And I know just what I want And it’s pouring out at once Don’t tell me it’s too late Just wanna find my place