Celebrate
James Arthur Song Lyrics

Oh my god, yes...

I've come a long way since high school

Just look at all these scars of mine

You should probably check my vitals

I swear it down, it feels real this time

Okay, okay, okay, okay, I'm sorry, it'll pass

Anxiety can be deceiving, lets the demons relax

Relax

Just ride the feeling when you feel it b-b-beating too fast.

It's a throwback to the old days

I slip back to my old ways

It's the wrong time to break

It's the right time to breathe

Tryna catch your breath in a hurricane

Like tryna punch a hole in the cellophane

While everybody celebrates

But they don't know I'm trapped

Show me how to numb the pain

Oh, lord, oh, lord

So I can finally celebrate.

No, it's so bad

No, absolutely not

I'm sorry to let you down, but, uh...

I'm, I'm, I'm not gonna come tonight

I'm just

I'm just (yeah)

I've come a long way from nowhere

I've given up on friends of mine

'cause when I needed friends, they weren't there

A phone call coulda saved my life

Then I fall back and they crawl back

Like sore rats and I saw that

Fake love, I don't fall for that

So when they call me I don't call back no more

I don't wanna hate myself no more, no more, no more.

It's a throwback to the old days

I slip back to my old ways (old ways)

It's the wrong time to break (it's the wrong time to break)

It's the right time to breathe

Tryna catch your breath in a hurricane

Like tryna punch a hole in the cellophane

While everybody celebrates (while everybody celebrates)

They don't know I'm trapped

Show me how to numb the pain

Oh, lord, oh, lord

So I can finally celebrate.

(Na-na, na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na-na)

(Na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na) 'cause I don't know how to celebrate

(Na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na-na, na) no, I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't, oh, no...

Oh, no, I don't know, I don't know

(Na-na, na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na-na) can anybody hear me?

(Na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na) can anybody hear me?

(Na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na-na-na, na) no, oh...

'cause I don't know how to celebrate.

It's a throwback to the old days (old days)

I slip back to my old ways (old ways)

It's the wrong time to break

It's the right time to

(Breathe, hurricane) tryna catch your breath in a hurricane

Like tryna punch a hole in the cellophane (cellophane)

While everybody celebrates.