Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Coals
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Łukasz Rozmysłowski
Songwriter
Katarzyna Kowalczyk
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Anaemic mornings enchain me to the bed
Then dry my lips and I nibble on them, habitually
I can't eat yet, but in special moments
I can ravage the whole fridge
[Verse 2]
My mother lied to me
That youth is a gladness
I am only a poor construction of human anxiety
[Verse 3]
My mother lied to me
That youth is a gladness
I am only a poor construction of human anxiety
[Verse 4]
Dear God, pull me out of this hell
Dear God, pull me out of this hell
Dear God, pull me out of this hell, of this hell, of this hell, of this hell
[Verse 5]
I imprecate when the night starts
Window separates me from the beast
You're not there, but I feel your presence
You were my parasite, I am bursting
[Verse 6]
My mother lied to me
That youth is a gladness
I am only a poor construction of human anxiety
[Verse 7]
My mother lied to me
That youth is a gladness
I am only a poor construction of human anxiety
[Verse 8]
Dear God, pull me out of this hell
Dear God, pull me out of this hell
Dear God, pull me out of this hell, of this hell, of this hell, of this hell
[Verse 9]
I have been trying to get up for a few days
To approach the mirror
When i reach for my reflection
A whisper emanates
Me from behind the glass
"You are nothing, you are nothing"
"You are nothing, you are nothing"
[Verse 10]
Latter I shatter my mirror
I burst again
I hide under the quilt
Bed is my house
Written by: Katarzyna Kowalczyk, Łukasz Rozmysłowski
