Fran Vasilić - Hypotheticals (Official Video) 🎶

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CREDITS:
Director: Roko Crnić
3D: Marin Ćosić (@hrapavastr)
DOP: Aron Kovačić
1st Camera Assistent, Color correction: Denis Komljenović
Script: Roko Crnić, Filip Renić
Styling: Ira Rumora
Dancer: Eva Kocić
Best Boy: Filip Renić

LYRICS:

And if I changed my hair
And the way that I talk
And if I got new friends
And I cut my moustache off

And I knew what to say
When the conversation died
And I gave better compliments
Then "you look really nice"

And if I had more fans
And if I made more cash
And I believed you when you'd say
I looked nice

And if I changed everything, yeah
My whole fucking life
Would you please love me then
Would you please love me then
Would you please love me
Please love me
Please love me
Please love me
Please
Love me

And if I got to see a therapist on time
Maybe I could write a message on first try
But I’ll waste a whole day choosing “hey” or “hi”,
Or “how you’ve been” or “is your day alright?”

And if I could stop with hypotheticals,
Then this wouldn’t be a hypothetical
But it is
And I can’t
Huh

Truthfully
I'm tired of being me
It's just too exhausting
I'm such a crybaby

And tragically
There are no real problems
Now I have to create them
So there is a purpose to my worrying

I spent some time
In the promised land
And I spent my love
On those who didn't love me back
And you waited here
But not for me
You were waiting just cos you felt like it

And now I’m so confused, what is happening?
Are you staying here or are you leaving?
Say something
Say that you love me
Huh

Truthfully
I'm tired of being me
It's just too exhausting
I'm such a crybaby

And tragically
There are no real problems
Now I have to create them
So there is a purpose to my worrying

It's 8 o'clock and I just pressed "send"
Now my text became some meaningless
Binary code just some 1s and 0s
Until you gave it a meaning again

Truthfully
I'm tired of being me
It's just too exhausting
I'm such a crybaby

And tragically
There are no real problems
So I have to create them
So there is a purpose to my worrying

(A purpose to my worrying)
To my worrying
(A purpose to my worrying)
To my worrying
(A purpose to my worrying)
To my worrying
(A purpose to my worrying)
To my worrying