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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Brett Anderson
Brett Anderson
Composition
Jonathan Johnson
Jonathan Johnson
Composition
Bradley Kyle Anderson
Bradley Kyle Anderson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jonathan Johnson
Jonathan Johnson
Production

Paroles

Tell me what I should wear Doesn't matter, don't care Disappear, slowly I don't wanna know me I think I lost touch with me I think I'm too tired to sleep Don't know what else to do Get so sick of my room, so I stare at the floor I don't know anymore Who was I before? We met and I got bored All my days are the same I don't know how to be me I'm too lonely to hang I'll text back in a week I haunt myself I don't let in the sunlight How can I tell Is this my afterlife? Offline, I'm not there My reflection is a jump scare If you gotta ask, I'm great If you wanna meet up, too late Why you wanna talk to me? No, there's nothing wrong with me (I lied) I think that we could all agree I fucking died socially, so I stare at the floor I don't know anymore If you knew me before "Wait 'till I tell you everything." All my days are the same I don't know how to be me I'm too lonely to hang I'll text back in a week I haunt myself I don't let in the sunlight How can I tell Is this my afterlife? I think it's time to change New view, but same mistakes Pack up the thoughts of you Left in my room All my days are the same I don't know how to be me I'm too lonely to hang I'll text back in a week I haunt myself I don't let in the sunlight How can I tell Is this my afterlife? I haunt myself I don't let in the sunlight How can I tell Is this my afterlife?
Writer(s): Brett Anderson, Jonathan Johnson, Bradley Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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