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ayla jae - the point of us Lyrics



ayla jae - the point of us Lyrics
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I keep asking
(Asking)
What the point of us is
And I'm tired
(Tired)
Of getting nowhere
In this mystery
The mystery
And of all the things that I wanted
I needed truth to be
In me
I wish I could look back inside my mind and find you
Looking back years ago
Wishing in a wishing well
Just trying to find me
(Trying to find me)
And I don't heal
And I don't dream
And I don't feel like anything
And I wonder how to find
The real me
Maybe one day
I'll stop questioning
Everything I feel inside
But I don't want you to feel
Like I've never given you a try
I keep asking
(Asking)
What the point of us is
And I'm tired
(Tired)
Of getting nowhere
In this mystery
The mystery
And of all the things that I wanted
I needed truth to be
In me
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I keep asking
(Asking)
What the point of us is
And I'm tired
(Tired)
Of getting nowhere
In this mystery
The mystery
And of all the things that I wanted
I needed truth to be
In me
I wish I could look back inside my mind and find you
Looking back years ago
Wishing in a wishing well
Just trying to find me
(Trying to find me)
And I don't heal
And I don't dream
And I don't feel like anything
And I wonder how to find
The real me
Maybe one day
I'll stop questioning
Everything I feel inside
But I don't want you to feel
Like I've never given you a try
I keep asking
(Asking)
What the point of us is
And I'm tired
(Tired)
Of getting nowhere
In this mystery
The mystery
And of all the things that I wanted
I needed truth to be
In me
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Writer: Ayla Brueggert
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: ayla jae
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Ayla Brueggert

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