Tell me can you hear, the sweet sounds of tears in the nighttime?
Something warm in intention but cold from outside
Innocent in nature, baby faced imitator, where he go
Maybe he's a faker, but there he go
There he go
Is he low
Where he from
He's from living in his bold home
He's from places where ignorance is bliss, where he hides in
Didn't do a thing but messed up, moms still proud of him
But she's outta here
We're all outta here
Say again?
Well be outta here
Really? cause last I heard I've been acting freely
Punching bags, race tracks, card stacks, cartoons on the tv
Where that at, where it all go, missing
Wasn't that, wait a minute, tripping
It's like the odds winning, marching tops of ceilings
Marking spots in spaces filled with empty feelings
But i'm still here asking where he at, no
Tell me where he at, though
I'm lost and that's a fact
Tell me can you hear, the bleak sounds of fear in the nighttime?
Something warm in confession but sold from life lies
Tells a story of beauty within a gold mind
How it's broken, he broken, babys broken tonight
My my I do this because i'm obligated to
Keep my head bove' my chest solely cause I hated news
Created blues that marks the everlasting form of pain
That comes from never knowing what's your first name
Walking into this
Never knowing just
How I come to sense
With a populous
Talks beginning with a lot obvious
Hatred so hateful that he wanted consequence
Dominant with the force of millions condensed in his confidence
Tell me can you hear, the weak sounds of tears in the nighttime?
Something warm but is destined to become a life lie
Tells a story bout' a boy who loved to dream big
But he gone and that's where he's been
Now tell me can you hear, the voices that echo out from the kids head?
Unstoppable at his truest, but somehow he has stayed dead
Lowest and i'm lonely my other side's been stolen
What's the motives of a kid who wants the world but now he gone and that's a fact
I don't know where he at, no
Tell me can you hear, the sweet sounds of tears in the nighttime?
Something warm in intention but cold from outside
Innocent in nature, baby faced imitator, where he go
Maybe he's a faker, but there he go
(What do you want to be when you grow up?)
(I want to be)
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Tell me can you hear, the sweet sounds of tears in the nighttime?
Something warm in intention but cold from outside
Innocent in nature, baby faced imitator, where he go
Maybe he's a faker, but there he go
There he go
Is he low
Where he from
He's from living in his bold home
He's from places where ignorance is bliss, where he hides in
Didn't do a thing but messed up, moms still proud of him
But she's outta here
We're all outta here
Say again?
Well be outta here
Really? cause last I heard I've been acting freely
Punching bags, race tracks, card stacks, cartoons on the tv
Where that at, where it all go, missing
Wasn't that, wait a minute, tripping
It's like the odds winning, marching tops of ceilings
Marking spots in spaces filled with empty feelings
But i'm still here asking where he at, no
Tell me where he at, though
I'm lost and that's a fact
Tell me can you hear, the bleak sounds of fear in the nighttime?
Something warm in confession but sold from life lies
Tells a story of beauty within a gold mind
How it's broken, he broken, babys broken tonight
My my I do this because i'm obligated to
Keep my head bove' my chest solely cause I hated news
Created blues that marks the everlasting form of pain
That comes from never knowing what's your first name
Walking into this
Never knowing just
How I come to sense
With a populous
Talks beginning with a lot obvious
Hatred so hateful that he wanted consequence
Dominant with the force of millions condensed in his confidence
Tell me can you hear, the weak sounds of tears in the nighttime?
Something warm but is destined to become a life lie
Tells a story bout' a boy who loved to dream big
But he gone and that's where he's been
Now tell me can you hear, the voices that echo out from the kids head?
Unstoppable at his truest, but somehow he has stayed dead
Lowest and i'm lonely my other side's been stolen
What's the motives of a kid who wants the world but now he gone and that's a fact
I don't know where he at, no
Tell me can you hear, the sweet sounds of tears in the nighttime?
Something warm in intention but cold from outside
Innocent in nature, baby faced imitator, where he go
Maybe he's a faker, but there he go
(What do you want to be when you grow up?)
(I want to be)
Something warm in intention but cold from outside
Innocent in nature, baby faced imitator, where he go
Maybe he's a faker, but there he go
There he go
Is he low
Where he from
He's from living in his bold home
He's from places where ignorance is bliss, where he hides in
Didn't do a thing but messed up, moms still proud of him
But she's outta here
We're all outta here
Say again?
Well be outta here
Really? cause last I heard I've been acting freely
Punching bags, race tracks, card stacks, cartoons on the tv
Where that at, where it all go, missing
Wasn't that, wait a minute, tripping
It's like the odds winning, marching tops of ceilings
Marking spots in spaces filled with empty feelings
But i'm still here asking where he at, no
Tell me where he at, though
I'm lost and that's a fact
Tell me can you hear, the bleak sounds of fear in the nighttime?
Something warm in confession but sold from life lies
Tells a story of beauty within a gold mind
How it's broken, he broken, babys broken tonight
My my I do this because i'm obligated to
Keep my head bove' my chest solely cause I hated news
Created blues that marks the everlasting form of pain
That comes from never knowing what's your first name
Walking into this
Never knowing just
How I come to sense
With a populous
Talks beginning with a lot obvious
Hatred so hateful that he wanted consequence
Dominant with the force of millions condensed in his confidence
Tell me can you hear, the weak sounds of tears in the nighttime?
Something warm but is destined to become a life lie
Tells a story bout' a boy who loved to dream big
But he gone and that's where he's been
Now tell me can you hear, the voices that echo out from the kids head?
Unstoppable at his truest, but somehow he has stayed dead
Lowest and i'm lonely my other side's been stolen
What's the motives of a kid who wants the world but now he gone and that's a fact
I don't know where he at, no
Tell me can you hear, the sweet sounds of tears in the nighttime?
Something warm in intention but cold from outside
Innocent in nature, baby faced imitator, where he go
Maybe he's a faker, but there he go
(What do you want to be when you grow up?)
(I want to be)
Writer: Kyle Leopando
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid