Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Barr
Michael Barr
Songwriter

Lyrics

I don’t wanna let you down
I got two pills on me now
I’ve been hiding from myself
I put my problems on your shelf
If you read this I can't tell you that I’m running low
When I notice that I’m running out
I know there wouldn't be enough for us but I need it somehow
A cellophane wrapped up tight, yea you gotta get out
But do you think we’re good for now?
Just wait for me, I’m coming down
Wait for me, I’m coming down
I do what I need, I do what I want
Killin’ all your noise in my background
Cut my knees, I fell off again
She said, “please, don’t be late
I’m nodded off alone at the front gate”
I can't take all the blame myself, no
When I notice that I’m running out
I know I’m gunning for the both of us but we can't settle down
Cellophane wrapped up, yea you know you gotta get out, yea
But do you think we’re good for now?
Just wait for me, I’m coming down, oh yeah
Wait for me, I’m coming down
Written by: Michael Barr
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