Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Daniel Gillett
Guitarra
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Zack Zeyer
Autoría
Letra
Yesterday I felt invincible
Wrapped up in my job
Graveyard at the grocery store
Tryna pretend I wasn't gone, gone
Staring into prisms
Distorting all my visions
It's just a mental prison I can't get from
Somethings always missin'
My true self always hidden
In between a rock, and a sad song
I am famished of a mind at ease
I can't finish anything
I just ignore all my greater needs
Just leave me here, to rot and bleed
Can'tcha tell me, baby, can'tcha tell me?
Why's it so wrong? Why's it why's it so wrong?
Can'tcha tell me, can'tcha can'tcha tell me?
Why's it so wrong, why's it why's it so wrong?
Can'tcha tell me, can'tcha can'tcha tell me? (uh)
Why's it so wrong? Why's it why's it so wrong? (so wrong) [yea yea]
Can'tcha tell me, baby, can'tcha tell me? (tell me)
Why's it so wrong, baby, why's it so wrong?
To satisfy my fantasies
To leave behind reality
To have it all, yet have nothing
C-C-Can'tcha tell me why its so wrong?
I'm just gettin by
I'm just gettin by
I'm just gettin by
I'm just gettin by
I'm just gettin by
I'm just gettin by
I'm just gettin by
I'm just gettin by
To satisfy my fantasies
To leave behind reality
To have it all, yet have nothing
C-C-Can'tcha tell me why its so wrong? (goodbye)
Written by: Zack Zeyer


