クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
torr
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
torr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
torr
Producer
歌詞
Hold on, hold on, hold on (This is my favorite—)
Hold on, her sister was a witch
Textbook burnouts
They don't know the doldrums like we do, yeah
It's so uncomplicated
Watching time go rotten in my room, no
Erode my skin until it feels okay
(I wanna feel okay)
I know there's something eating at my brain
But I can't stop
It feels so good to rot
It feels so good to rot
It feels so good to rot
It feels so good to rot (Yeah, yeah)
I count my cordyceps and kiss them
Let my dandelions die
You can crumble down to nothing with me
But don't kill my high
Know you said I'm depressed
I said I've never felt so fine (Nuh-uh)
I found my gospel going numb
I feel alright, I'm so alright
Erode my skin until it feels okay
(I wanna feel okay)
I know there's something eating at my brain
But I can't stop
It feels so good to rot
It feels so good to rot
It feels so good to rot
It feels so good to rot (Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(It feels so good to rot)
It feels so good to rot
It feels so good to rot
It feels so good to rot, rot
Written by: torr
