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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Jessie Murph
Jessie Murph
Chant
Stephen Kirk
Stephen Kirk
Piano
Adam Hosler
Adam Hosler
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jessie Murph
Jessie Murph
Paroles/Composition
Stephen Kirk
Stephen Kirk
Paroles/Composition
Jenna Andrews
Jenna Andrews
Paroles/Composition
Michael Ewing
Michael Ewing
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Stephen Kirk
Stephen Kirk
Production
Jenna Andrews
Jenna Andrews
Production vocale
Mike Ewing
Mike Ewing
Production
Juan "Saucy" Peña
Juan "Saucy" Peña
Ingénierie de mixage
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Ma'am, I'm gon' need you to uh, pee in this cup Alright Xanny, packed in my Off-White fanny I been going off, I'm manic Shit wearing off, I'm landing More on the way, don't panic, oh-oh Drank too much, god, damn it (damn) Shut that door, don't slam it Shit too loud, can't stand it I can't stand it Wasted, hiding in the basement Careful when you do me wrong I don't ever chase shit Life is what you make it They say that when you make it How I gonna turn it off? All these expectations I got anxiety, they told me the pill should've helped me But I think they lied to me Motherfucking mess, I don't fit in society Demons inside of me, fuck my sobriety I got anxiеty, no, I won't piss in no cup Know that my liver is fucked Know that we living it up Fuck my sobriеty, fuck my sobriety, fuck my sobriety Sing me a motherfucking lullaby Hard as I'm trying, not tryna to die Spirits, I'm tryna hide Wide awake, thinking 'bout suicide Suicide, on the line, on my mind Bitch, I can't sleep, I'm in the deep end Fuck the Z's, unless it's O-Z's then I got anxiety, they told me the pill should've helped me But I think they lied to me Motherfucking mess, I don't fit in society Demons inside of me, fuck my sobriety I got anxiety, no, I won't piss in no cup Know that my liver is fucked Know that we living it up Fuck my sobriety, fuck my sobriety, fuck my sobriety I know I might seem like a mess and I got some heavy obsessions Depression ain't easy, but I'm just confessing I'm sick of pretending I'm sick, but I'm mending I'm probably offending some bitches with stitches, they all sacrilegious So I'm saying, "Fuck them" (fuck my sobriety) I'm saying, "Fuck them" I got anxiety, fuck my sobriety Go 'head, put that shit in variety (bitch)
Writer(s): Composer Author Unknown, Jenna Andrews, Stephen Eric Kirk, Jessie Murph, Michael James Ewing Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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