Dacian Miron - Call it a Hustle, Sweetheart (ft. Kellin Quinn) lyrics

Picture this in a thousand words To the backseat drivers who haven't heard a Storybook with the perfect ending Something for the masses to keep them guessing It's time for us to get down now Cause we don't blend with the crowd no I like me and me for myself Don't care about you or nobody else Appreciate me for the way i am Unconventional, exotic, exclusive as hell You said i needed a change so I said you better just waltz home I'll turn them all into believers A case of the hook line sinker Don't care what they say It means nothing to me Call it a hustle, sweetheart Stop and look around The many scandalous faces Some claim to know you but You don't seem so sure anymore Think i'm weird cause i'm different? I find it strange that they're all the same I'll turn them all into believers A case of the hook line sinker Don't care what they say It means nothing to me Call it a hustle, sweetheart Whatever happened to the old me To the one who fell in love with the art Right now i'm falling apart Cause i lost that sense of purpose that started it all That started it all F*ck the rise and the fall It never mattered before Just my voice in the room Is all i needed to feel like a star I wanna feel like i'm alive again Get me out of my head And help me start it all over again I'll turn them all into believers (start it all over again) A case of the hook line sinker (start it all over again) Don't care what they say (don't care what they say) It means nothing to me (nothing to me) Call it a hustle, sweetheart