Something about Jon Bellion....No Just this Song

Woke The F*ck Up Jon Bellion Take your clothes and rip 'em, rip 'em off Call these hoes and tip 'em, tip 'em off You can tell them you are mine I'm sick of, sick of games No more time, you lit the, lit the flame, yeah We live in an age where everything is staged Where all we do is fake our feelings I've been scared to put myself so out there Time is running out, yeah Need to let you know that Last night I woke the fuck up I realized I need you here, as desperate as that sounds, yeah-eh Last night I woke the fuck up I realized I need you here, as desperate as that sounds, yeah-eh Take these walls and rip 'em, rip 'em down Take my (uh) and snip 'em, snip 'em now I will tell them I am yours and very, very proud I am forced to give in, give in now cause We live in an age where everything is staged Where all we do is fake our feelings I've been scared to put myself so out there Time is running out, yeah Need to let you know that Last night I woke the fuck up I realized I need you here, as desperate as that sounds, yeah-eh Last night I woke the fuck up I realized I need you here, as desperate as that sounds, yeah-eh Last night I woke the fuck up I realized I need you here, as desperate as that sounds, yeah-eh Last night I woke the fuck up I realized I need you here, as desperate as that sounds We live in an age where everything is staged And all we do is fake our feelings I'm so scared to put myself so out there Time is running out, yeah Need to let you know that Last night I woke the fuck up I realized I need you here, as desperate as that sounds, yeah-eh Last night I woke the fuck up I realized I need you here, as desperate as that sounds, yeah-eh