Songs like Ghost Town (feat. PARTYNEXTDOOR)

Some day, some day Some day I'll, I wanna wear a starry crown Some day, some day, some day I wanna lay down, like God did, on Sunday Hold up, hold up Some day, some days, I remembered this on a Sunday Back way, yeah, way, way, burning, mhm-mhm Uh, some days, not gonna please everybody Some days I wanna hit the red dot on everybody Some days, ohh (Heatstroke) Now that I'm livin' high, I'm smokin' marijuana Now that I'm livin' high, I do whatever I wanna, oh, yeah I've been tryin' to make you love me But everything I try just takes you further from me Some day we gon' set it off Some day we gon' get this off Baby, don't you bet it all On a pack of Fentanyl You might think they wrote you off They gon' have to rope me off Someday the drama'll be gone And they'll play this song on and on Sometimes I take all the shine Talk like I drank all the wine Years ahead but way behind I'm on one, two, three, four, five No half-truths, just naked lies Caught between space and time This not what we had in mind But maybe some day I've been tryin' to make you love me But everything I try just takes you further from me Woah, once again I am a child I let it all go, of everything that I know, yeah Of everything that I know, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free