Last Minute Magic

Melody still lingers on Singin' Laura's song Singin' Laura's song just makes me cry And I don't know why I understood this world when I was like 12 years old What I loved the most is I had so many goals Attempted most like I'm here to fill all the roles Attempted most cause I'm giving y'all a taste of my soul And when I do it, I'm always you what f*ck the outcome I'm indifferent, I'm don't ever look for no green thumb I'm indifferent, can't finish me like I'm a piece of gum Can't gate me out cause I make noise like a live drum By the way, this song came last minute I'll give y'all some answers if just you sit back and listen All my life I'm tried so hard to be different But let's take a look if that did more damage than it fixing I'm always prepared, never for my art though Cause these songs seem to have minds of they own Always planning to drop, then my brain stays stop Always the next one to be the best one, living with a mental cop Singin' Laura's song (You know, I'm just gonna put it out there to see how it feels) Singin' Laura's song just makes me cry (I just wanna see how it feels) And I don't know why Been trying too hard to be so perfect I may have missed my chance to at least prove that I'm decent As time is always a factor and it's something we can't change I'll always keep pushing ahead to reach a date By at some point I need to stop, think and just wait And realise that while I'll worrying, the day is slipping away Not much left too do expect finish off these songs Time not waiting is not justice and I think it's so wrong They say the good ones die young but what's the cost If genius's are meant to suffer then is there really a loss Like Cole said the stars they burn up Does that mean the lame ones they turn up? I've learned that we all people we not projects I don't need to be achieved in the first few seconds Just follow your heart and you will make it right I did that now they gonna be living off my soundbites Singin' Laura's song Singin' Laura's song just makes me cry And I don't know why, why, why, why Things that are so beautiful must die Things that are so beautiful must die I drew this perfect picture who's in it? Me myself and the critic Always strive for better when pick apart my vision I'll pay you back by criticising you in my lyrics The beautiful ones smash the picture, beautifully poetic Do they set me free through the broken frame like some physics In the chaos of life, the elegance kinetic As the image of perfection shatters, it's prophetic Life is really beautiful isn't it? Imma try and make my energy magnetic To give up now that would be pathetic The truth comes out when we talk frenetic My songs are colourful in a world full of grey My music surrounds me like it's some pretty haze And maybe if I drop one day my life will change But I'll always find a way to go back to my old ways