How Are You? (ROSIE Rewrite) - Dylan Brady

You know I want you It's not a secret I try to hide You know you want me (you know you want me) So don't keep saying our hands are tied You claim it's not in the cards, and fate is pulling you miles away And out of reach from me But you're here in my heart So who can stop me if I decide that you're my destiny? What if we rewrite the stars? Say you were made to be mine Nothing could keep us apart You'd be the one I was meant to find It's up to you, and it's up to me And no one can say what we get to be So why don't we rewrite the stars? Maybe the world could be ours tonight You think it's easy You think I don't wanna run to you But there are mountains (there are mountains) And there are doors that we can't walk through I know you're wondering why because we're able to be Just you and me within these walls But when we go outside You're gonna wake up and see that it was hopeless after all No one can rewrite the stars How can you say you'll be mine? Everything keeps us apart And I'm not the one you were meant to find It's not up to you, it's not up to me When everyone tells us what we can be And how can we rewrite the stars? Say that the world can be ours tonight All I want is to fly with you All I want is to fall with you So just give me all of you It feels impossible (it's not impossible) Is it impossible? Say that it's possible How do we rewrite the stars? Say you were made to be mine? Nothing can keep us apart 'Cause you are the one I was meant to find It's up to you, and it's up to me And no one can say what we get to be And why don't we rewrite the stars? Changing the world to be ours tonight

When you meet a boy That you like a lot And you fall in love But he loves you not If a flame should start As you hold him near Better keep your heart Out of danger, dear For the way of love Is a way of woe And the day may come When you'll see him go Then what will you do When he sets you free? Just the way that you Said goodbye to me When you meet a boy That you like a lot And you fall in love But he loves you not If a flame should start As you hold him near Better keep your heart Out of danger, dear For the way of love Is a way of woe And the day may come When you'll see him go Then what will you do When he sets you free? Just the way that you Said goodbye to me That's the way of love The way of love

(M-M-M-Murda) Runnin' up this money been a breeze (Phew) Flew her in, she fuck me 'til she leave (Uh) She done fell in love, I'm sellin' dreams I done fell in love with buyin' jeans (Jeans) Hate I found a love for sippin' lean Hellcat faster than a Demon, new G-Wagon with no key Put baguettes in my AP, I ain't on playin' about they beef Niggas know I play for keeps, treat my brothers like they me Had to make myself a boss, it ain't no nigga workin' me I invest a couple mil' and let my money work for me Know they hate the way it happened Probably somewhere cursin' me I don't know nothing 'bout no killin' All I know is murder beats I got rich and understand my next three cars gon' be a lease I ain't never losin' sleep about no beef, I roll in peace I put diamonds in my teeth Came from grindin' in the streets Get a load and break it down and sell it all and then repeat it Pray to God for all the dawgs behind the wall They need they freedom (Free y'all) When I be on TV and perform, I hope they see me (See me) Once it's up, it's stuck, we get over on niggas, not get even Forgiato rims on my dually, I ride diesel Only rock Amiris with my team, not no Diesel Got some niggas up in Philly play with birds like they Eagles She keep sayin' I'm the man, that shit boostin' up my ego Still in Atlanta sellin' bags like they legal, I'm just sayin' (Yeah) How you try to run off with the wave and you ain't surfin'? Gave 'em all the drip, them niggas still acted thirsty I ain't even counted up to see what I'm worth yet All I know is put it up and keep on workin' I can't even hold you, I been gettin' loaded Devil on my shoulders God got my back, so I keep on rollin', yeah Drop-top McLaren (Oh), everybody starin' (Lookin') Lil' one from the hood turned into the man (Big dawg) Get a lot of money (Yeah), try to stuff it in my pants (4 Pockets) I might do the woah (Woah), nigga, I don't dance Rings on my hand cost a fortune Shout out to my mama, no abortion (What's up?) D-Boy, white Air Forces (Crisp) Different kinda bags, I got choices (Flavors) And I got the swag for a loyal ticket Think I'm hearin' voices in my head sayin', "Kill him" (Kill him) Know she'll forgive me, I'm one of the real ones Really from the trenches, turn a dollar to a nickel (Get 'em) Baddest of the baddest, guess I gotta wait to pick 'em Try us, then we smashin', then they go to playin' victim (Kill 'em) I don't know what happened, all I know is he got hit up I'ma need a napkin, chains drippin', VV's lit up I'ma get the money and go hard long as I get up (Get up) We gon' beat the trial, I told lil' bruh to do some sit-ups (Push-up) Win, win, win, no lose or draw, I never give up (Nah) Nigga, what you bangin'? What you claimin'? Throw that shit up (4, Baby) How you try to run off with the wave and you ain't surfin'? Gave 'em all the drip, them niggas still acted thirsty I ain't even counted up to see what I'm worth yet All I know is put it up and keep on workin' I can't even hold you, I been gettin' loaded Devil on my shoulders God got my back, so I keep on rollin', yeah

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour