Crediti
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Colton Dill
Songwriter
Slaid Cross
Songwriter
Conner Pattison
Songwriter
Haon
Songwriter
Testi
Sitting here wondering why I feel so small
Does anything I do matter at all
I sit back and I think about life and I'm wondering if I'll take me a wife
But I don't care
No I don't care
So beam me into outer space
I'm tired of this human race
We're running
We're running
And politics completely aside
I think I've lost my God damn mind
And it's hurting
Yeah it's hurting
Life loses its meaning when you zoom out
So why the hell would I ever think things out
My head is spinning
Do you call this winning
Is this what life is really about
I'm riddled
I'm riddled with doubt
So beam me into outer space
Im tired of this human race
We're running
We're running
And politics completely aside
I think I've lost my God damn mind
It's hurting
Yeah it's hurting
So beam me into outer space
Im tired of this human race
We're running
We're running
And politics completely aside
I think I've lost my God damn mind
It's hurting
Yeah it's hurting
Yeah it's hurting
Yeah it's hurting
Written by: Colton Dill, Conner Pattison, Haon, Slaid Cross

