Συντελεστές
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
BEN Baden
Songwriter
Daniel Pflug
Songwriter
Dylan Peake
Songwriter
David Levya
Songwriter
Anthony Farris
Songwriter
Στίχοι
Breathe, I can't
Hivey head
Be content
Claustrophobe in need of exit
Oh my god! What do you want
What do you want, they're asking me
What do you want, but what could I want
I'm a mess! An illness
Somehow, I feel like I deserve
I sit on my ass, feeling sad at myself
I dare you
These aren't your shoes
So worn in
They're better used
In private
Walking with muse
I love you
But what good's that do
How can I stay
When the mountains are calling
Baby, I'm leaving
Breaking niche
Strange, my wish
What's amiss
Heart so full on empty suitcase
Oh my god! What do you want
What do you want they're asking me
What do you want? But what could I want
I'm a mess! An illness
Somehow, I feel like I deserve
I sit on my ass, feeling sad at myself
Gold earrings
Look good on you
But not like
My family jewels
In private
I've got the best view
I love you
But what good's that do
How can I stay, when the mountains are calling
Baby, I'm leaving
I don't wanna change your mind
If you're not gonna be happy by my side
Baby, can we at least try
Maybe you'll see, you're not ready to say goodbye
Oh my god, what do you want
What do you want? They're asking me
What do you want, but what could I want
I'm a mess! An illness
Somehow they don't understand
I sat on my ass, feeling sad at myself
Crazy kid, gotta get out
I don't know, I don't understand
Won't sit on my ass feeling sad at myself
How dare you
Mad deja vu
I'm different
But you are too
In private
I let slip through
I love you
But what good's that do
Written by: Anthony Farris, BEN Baden, Daniel Pflug, David Levya, Dylan Peake

