"OKAY" lyrics

"OKAY"

Driving up to the big rig in the sky
Please have a good time
Please have a good time
Gotta be somewhere else for us to hide
From that big white light
That's peeking out of the night
Flowers in your bed
Getting closer to the rest
Fields in heaven
Accept the fate and simply say

Okay
The porch lights on
Did you want me to see it?
You stay
The silhouettes
Watch then dance on the ceiling

Throw yourself in the backseat for the ride
Now it's just good times
For the rest of your life
Songs stuck in your head
It's a ballad for the dead
Feel it ending
Accept the fate and simply say

Okay
The porch lights on
Did you want me to see it?
You stay
The silhouettes
Watch them dance on the ceiling
Dance on the ceiling

The clock has stopped, you're out of time
Say goodbye
Please have a good time
Please have a good time
Say goodbye

Okay
The porch lights on
Did you want me to see it?
You stay
The silhouettes
Watch them dance on the ceiling
Dance on the ceiling


Writer(s): Paul Marc Rousseau, Evan Woods, Cole Gardner, Loeden Learn, Kyle Marchant, Adam Clarke
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