Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lexa Gates
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ivanna Alexandra
Songwriter
Testi
I want to cry but I feel nothing
It's like I'm living life
Behind this screen door
If the rent's paid
It don't matter how loud I scream
It's kind of comforting that
Everyone knows what I mean
Still you don't got it like I do
Still you don't know what I've been through
Still going through it right now
Die tryna figure out how
If I don't get it right tonight
I hope I still got tomorrow
Living on borrowed time
Nothing I've ever touched
Was truly mine
Saying you got my back but in time
I'll find out you lying
I'm
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Oh, y'all turned me
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
What will I have
When the sun makes its rounds
And the arms holding me
Turn cold shoulders
When the faces that looked
Up and down
Notice what I am now and
Never again turn towards me
When the house that I live in
Burns down
And we all have to leave
In a hurry, empty handed
What will I have
When I notice
I've never had anything
But a facade
I look at myself from above as
Time moves in fast forward
Wake, eat, pace, sleep
Work, eat, sleep
I catch with both hands
Something tangible
Mangled and dead
But it's not what I wanted
Nothing is ever enough
I double in size
I begged for something
I forgot why I asked for at all
I am all there is
And y'all turned me
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Oh, y'all turned me
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
What will I have
When I notice
I've never had anything
But a facade
I look at myself from above as
Time moves in fast forward
Wake, eat, pace, sleep
Work, eat, sleep
Wake, eat, pace, sleep
Work, eat, sleep
Wake, eat, pace, sleep
Work, eat, sleep
Wake, eat, pace, sleep
Work, eat, sleep
Wake, eat, pace, sleep
Work, eat, sleep
Written by: Ivanna Alexandra, Ivanna Alexandra G, Quincy Essibrah
