Laughter otw

[Hook]
It goes Isaac Alexander, Grandma, Grandpa, to my Mom
And Paternal: Softah, Poppy, to my Dad in Charleston
There’s a voice inside my head saying laughter’s on the way
Now I know it’s in my name

[Verse 1]
It just hit me that I’ll never go to school again with those I knew before I started making music
It just hit me that I’m starting a new chapter in my life
I don’t know what’s in store so this is therapeutic
If you know me then you know I need some time alone on any given to decompress my week
My words obey my many wishes
It’s hard to read a book around so many televisions
It’s hard to open up with prеssure to be less spеcific
An extroverted introvert, I fit descriptions, asking risky questions, sticking to intentions that I came with
Every year's a movie, I don’t ever watch the trailers
Initially they’re books but I could never skim the pages or the Sparknotes
Went on birthright last December
Learned about some Hebrew letters
Thought I knew my name already
Breathing til my heart’s slow
Solo in the desert
I’m following where the stars glow
So much for my guesses

[Hook]
'cause it goes Isaac Alexander, Grandma, Grandpa, to my Mom
& Paternal: Softah, Poppy, to my Dad in Charleston
There’s a voice inside my head saying laughter’s on the way
Now I know it’s in my name
Now I know it’s in my name
Now I know it’s in my name
Now I know it’s in my name
I know

[Verse 2]
I’m bad at goodbyes I just laugh
Once you say bye don’t look back
They didn’t teach this in class
4 years elapsed just like that
Helping the closest move out
Untacking posters off walls
I’m used to using my words
Somehow my throats at a loss
I think when I learn I laugh and vice versa
I think when in person I should speak up more
Knowing I put everything in my verses
22 vocalize what’s up more, like really what’s up
Surrounded by love but don’t say it enough, my feelings are gut
Motif of a sponge, eager to grow, see what it does?
People are phony, I see through the bluff like tweeting erroneously
Between you and me, I’ve been floating at sea & im sick
Anchor in hand, home is wherever I drift
Holding my breath, committed to finding my fit, naivety’s bliss
Holding my breath, committed to finding my fit, naivety’s bliss
Holding my breath, committed to finding my fit, naivety’s bliss
Holding my breath, committed to finding my fit

[Hook]
'cause it goes Isaac Alexander, Grandma, Grandpa, to my mom
& Paternal: Softah, Poppy, to my dad in Charleston
There’s a voice inside my head saying laughter’s on the way
Now I know it’s in my name