95 - Yumi Zouma
Composed by：Joshua Paul Burgess/Charlie Everley Ryder/Christie Ann Simpson/Olivia Grace Campion
Produced by：Joshua Paul Burgess/Charlie Everley Ryder/Christie Ann Simpson
Think of me like I think of you
Or do you not think at all?
Driving down the 95 with a bible by my side
I shouldn't drink when I drive I shouldn't call you when I cry
Driving down the 95 with a bible by my side
'Cause I've been waiting since I was a kid
For all the stages and the cities and crowds like this
The lights come up and all the people cheer my name
I just feel empty and I just wanna go home
I sometimes swear it's at my feet
Finest gold a fantasy
Take me home
Simulation expectation
Leaning on my backbone
I've got to go
Roaming charges through the roof
Spiritually zero proof
I'm near the edge
Saw the latest in 3D
Getting closer
Now I know it's not for me
The dream is dead
Tell myself it's finally real but I can see the lies
Hand on heart there's something wrong a battle in my mind
Where I'll go I'm not quite sure 'cause I lost track of where we were
Hand on heart there's something wrong a battle in my mind
'Cause I've been waiting since I was a child
For all the stages and the cities and crowds gone wild
The lights come up and all the people cheer my name
I just feel empty and I just wanna go home
I sometimes swear it's at my feet
Finest gold a fantasy
Take me home
Simulation expectation
Leaning on my backbone
I've got to go
Roaming charges through the roof
Spiritually zero proof
I'm near the edge
Saw the latest in 3D
Getting closer
Now I know it's not for me
The dream is dead
Sometimes swear it's at my feet
Finest gold a fantasy
Take me home
Simulation expectations
Leaning on my backbone
I have to go
Roaming charges through the roof
Spiritually zero proof
'Cause I'm near the edge
Saw the latest in 3D
Getting closer
Now I know it's not for me
That dream is dead
