Créditos
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Joel Javier Zorrilla
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Jonathan Giordano
Producción
Letra
Laying here on this couch
Have zero motivation now
Trying my best not to drown
Tired of always feeling down
Been here before, done this already
Still here at war, weight's getting heavy
Pain in my core
Pick myself up of the floor
Done it once, I've done it twice
Guess I survive out of spite
Won't be brought down tonight
Without putting up a fight
Did I heal too quick
From when I lost my shit
Lessons, I hope they stick
Tired of going, going through this
I, don't know how to feel
With how, I chose to deal
With the trauma
With the trauma
Therapy, therapy
Treated like heresy, heresy
Turns out was good for me, good for me
Gave me a lil clarity, clarity, clarity
Done it once, I've done it twice
Guess I survive out of spite
Won't be brought down tonight
Without putting up a fight
Did I heal too quick
From when I lost my shit
Lessons, I hope they stick
Tired of going, going through this
Not always heartache though
Not always up at war
Not always sobbing on the floor
My soul can be restored
I'm not what was done to me
Those words my remedy
I'm a separate entity
From the tragedy, tragedy, tragedy
Written by: Joel Javier Zorrilla
