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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eli Hurts
Eli Hurts
Lead Vocals
Sam Pura
Sam Pura
Drums
Ruben Rio
Ruben Rio
Drums
Adam Elliot
Adam Elliot
Drums
Theresa Brown
Theresa Brown
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eli Reuben Hirsch
Eli Reuben Hirsch
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eli Hurts
Eli Hurts
Producer

Lyrics

This too shall pass
Walking through the woods on a cool gray day
And I fantasize the opening lines of my suicide note
But if it lasts
I hear heaven's great, like a pretty posh place
But I'll have to work on speech
Maybe I'll just negotiate
'Cause selfish is the only way I know
Fuck me, I'm so lucky
I hate me
I hate me
I hate me
Fuck me, I'm so lucky
I hate me
I hate me
This too shall pass
And I won't feel sick every time I click
But this world is pretty fucked up, and I'm so scared
And then there's you
You, who I owe everything to
But I can't even hear the sweet nothings you whisper in bed at night
I'm trapped inside this boxy head and I can't think outside
Fuck me, I'm so lucky
I hate me
I hate me
I hate me
Fuck me, I'm so lucky
I hate me
I hate me
Really hope the New York Times writes about me
Doesn't have to be on the front page, but maybe by page 3
They could say that I was special and that I never lied
But I guess that they'll just write about the next dead guy
Fuck me, I'm so lucky
I hate me
I hate me
I hate me
Fuck me, I'm so lucky
I hate me
I hate me
Written by: Eli Reuben Hirsch
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