False Alarms (feat. Jon Bellion)

It's been a while since I went and wrote a song like this

Take a good four chords, let 'em loop as is

And if it's still got soul then I've realized

That it still feels good when you simplify

'Cause I've been waiting for a while for a shot like this

But another near hit is another near miss

And I can smell the smoke, but it's no cigar

I feel so close, yet I feel so far

And I'm getting sick and tired of these false alarms, uh (hey)

These false alarms

Yeah, I'm getting sick and tired of these false alarms

It's been a while since I went and wrote a song like this

I'll let the music speak not the publicist (ooh)

And the dream is big, but my van is small

So give the keys and I'll give my all

'Cause I'm getting sick and tired of these false alarms, uh (hey) (oh, oh)

These false alarms

I'm getting sick and tired of these false alarms (these false alarms)

(Hey) oh, these false alarms

Yeah, I'm getting sick and tired of these false alarms

Clyde and Gracie sent the song across my desk and then

They asked if I can shine some light, they'd hold it deer like venison

I'm not no Edison, my club don't got no membership

But I could use my penmanship to drop a couple gems and shit

My fries come with some nuggets in my old age

Couple grains of salt, I got some Goya and some old bay

I wrote a couple hits on the piano in my foyer

Labels tryna challah for my bread I tell 'em: Oyy vey

Make sure you keep your masters so these assholes don't get shopping sprees

Fame is overrated and live nation's a monopoly

Don't ever stress the credit if your check comes with the royalties

And hype is something someone needs when fans can't give you loyalty

Every mistake I made is like an institute

Y'all could be the 2. 0 I say it in my interviews

I had to pick a single thing, the only thing I'm giving you

Keep one foot in the future and the other in the living room, wow (ah)

It's been a while since I went and wrote a song like this (it's been a while, it's been a while)

And yeah, I've knocked a few things off my bucket list (oh)

And I can feel my patience wearing thin

Now it's belly up or it's Bellion

And I'm getting sick and tired of these false alarms

(Don't you know now) yes, I'm getting sick and tired of these false alarms (oh) (hey, hey)

Oh, these false alarms (these false alarms)

Yes, I'm getting sick and tired of these false alarms

Na-na-na-na-na (hey, hey), these false alarms

Yeah, I'm getting sick and tired of these false alarms