"Facts" lyrics

"Facts"

I was born, fist in my mouth
Then spent my whole life gagging it out
So, oh, c'mon baby, don't rob me of that

Life is so tough, I am unhappy
I need the world, I need it to have me
Oh, c'mon baby, I'm worried 'bout that

Like on the news, the racist telly
Don't want that shit they're trying to sell me
Oh, c'mon baby, and tell me the facts

N.O. future
N.O. future
N.O. future
N.O. future
N.O. future
N.O. future
N.O. future
N.O. future

We tried so hard, we thought we would outrun it
But now there is no turning back
Down through the grass, felt my heart and its fire
Sun burning down on my back

We tried so hard, we thought we would outrun it
But now there is no turning back
Down through the grass, felt my heart and its fire
Sun burning down on my back

N.O. future
N.O. future
N.O. future
N.O. future
N.O. future
N.O. future
N.O. future
N.O. future


Writer(s): Amy Louise Taylor, Declan Jack Mehrtens, Bryce Keith Wilson, Fergus William Foster Romer
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