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Prophet Video (MV)




Performed By: Bjéar
Language: English
Length: 4:43
Written by: Braeden McKee




Bjéar - Prophet Lyrics




Say what you want; there is no way back
Come get down off that throne
I couldn't ever believe ya
Hold an event and find yourself too soon
Freeze me

I wasn't ever the diva, don't I know
We never got out of the season, hold back or you'll fold
I wasn't ever the prophet, heaven knows
Take it right out of your pocket, I hold my head up high

There's five ways to go and one way to know how
But I don't understand how you stand
Take back that dome
Recall that you cortisoned your soul
Freeze me

I wasn't ever the diva, don't I know
We never got out of the season, hold on to that gold
I wasn't ever the prophet, heaven knows
Take it right out of your pocket, I hold my head up high

I have a fever
I've got a fever
Caught in a corner
Can't see ya leaving
I've got a feeling
You're gonna fool me
Feel kinda freezing
Feel kinda haunted

I wasn't ever the diva, you're a ghost
We never got out of the season, hold back or you'll fold
I wasn't ever the prophet, heaven shows
You're taking me up in their rocket, I hold my head up high

I wasn't ever the diva, you're a ghost
I couldn't ever believe her, hold back or you'll fold
I wasn't ever the prophet, heaven shows
Take it right out of your pocket, I hold my head up high
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Say what you want; there is no way back
Come get down off that throne
I couldn't ever believe ya
Hold an event and find yourself too soon
Freeze me

I wasn't ever the diva, don't I know
We never got out of the season, hold back or you'll fold
I wasn't ever the prophet, heaven knows
Take it right out of your pocket, I hold my head up high

There's five ways to go and one way to know how
But I don't understand how you stand
Take back that dome
Recall that you cortisoned your soul
Freeze me

I wasn't ever the diva, don't I know
We never got out of the season, hold on to that gold
I wasn't ever the prophet, heaven knows
Take it right out of your pocket, I hold my head up high

I have a fever
I've got a fever
Caught in a corner
Can't see ya leaving
I've got a feeling
You're gonna fool me
Feel kinda freezing
Feel kinda haunted

I wasn't ever the diva, you're a ghost
We never got out of the season, hold back or you'll fold
I wasn't ever the prophet, heaven shows
You're taking me up in their rocket, I hold my head up high

I wasn't ever the diva, you're a ghost
I couldn't ever believe her, hold back or you'll fold
I wasn't ever the prophet, heaven shows
Take it right out of your pocket, I hold my head up high
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Writer: Braeden McKee
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