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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Queen
Baby Queen
Vocals
Ed Carlile
Ed Carlile
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arabella Latham
Arabella Latham
Composer
Edward James Carlile
Edward James Carlile
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
King Ed
King Ed
Producer
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Mixing Engineer
Charles Haydon Hicks
Charles Haydon Hicks
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Luke Burgoyne
Luke Burgoyne
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ed Carlile
Ed Carlile
Recording Engineer
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I know that pain can take me places that love has never been I know the company I keep is just a reflection of me I know instead of getting wasted, I should be getting clean 'Cause when I tried to drown my sorrows, the fuckers learned to breathe Underwater, second daughter syndrome is a real thing And I am permanently paralyzed by everything I think, I think I think myself to death, I'd like to rewire my head I'd like to be more like my sister because she can make her bed I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess Again, again Somebody please stop the world, I think I would like to alight It's not for me, I can't believe I've paid two decades for this ride Still, I do not believe that God exists and I've become a narcissist I had a revelation, but I don't know what it is I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess Again, again I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess Again, again I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess Again, again I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess Nothing makes me quite as happy as the pursuit of perfection And the quizzes on the internet all say, "You have depression" And I plan for self-improvement, but I never really change So I stop living for the weekend because every day's the same It's all the same It's all the same I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I'm a mess Again, again
Writer(s): Edward James Carlile, Arabella Latham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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