chaotic
Tate McRae
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Tate McRae chaotic Lyrics. chaotic Song Sung By Canadian Artist Tate McRae On "i used to think i could fly" Debut Studio Album. Tate McRae chaotic Is Canadian Pop Song Labelled By RCA Records. Tate McRae chaotic English Lyrics Released On May 27, 2022.
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Song : chaotic
Artist : Tate McRae
Album : i used to think i could fly
Genre : Pop
Label : RCA Records
Language : English
Release Date : 2022.05.27
TATE MCRAE CHAOTIC LYRICS
I have this paralyzing fear that I'll maybe go nowhere
But God forbid me ever admitting I could be scared
And I can't stand my friends right now, we got nothing in common
But being lonely's worse than just having friends that don't care
You said it looks like I've been going through hell
How did you know? How could you tell?
Ask me to explain myself
Well
I'm trying my best here to be brutally honest
Nobody said changing would be this exhausting
A foot on the brake 'cause it's been making me carsick
How could you blame me?
Growing up is chaotic
Don't wanna say it but I really think that I miss him
It might seem stupid but I still look through all of our texts
Who knew that wanting someone could ever make me this desperate
Don't think that I'll do that again, no
You said it looks like I've been going through hell
How did you know? How could you tell?
You ask me to explain myself
Well
I'm trying my best here to be brutally honest
Nobody said changing would be this exhausting
A foot on the brake 'cause it's been making me carsick
How could you blame me?
Growing up is chaotic
And maybe I'm just blowing all this shit up in my head
But I can't help it
No, I can't help it
Fooling myself thinking that I'll never love again
Goddam, I felt it
I really felt it
Maybe I'm just blowing all this shit up in my head
But I can't help it
No, I can't help it
Spending too much time on things I know that I'll forget
But damn, I felt it
I'm trying my best here to be brutally honest
Nobody said changing could be this exhausting
Foot on the brake 'cause it's making me carsick
How could you blame me?