Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaclyn Lovey Ruiz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Black Bessen
Producer
Tim Voet
Producer
Damien Verrett
Producer
Spencer Riley Alfonso
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
So sick of in my mind
My skin fits wrong tonight
I laugh and bleed my life
Cut like shark tooth bite
I read into the sky
Write novels in my mind
And when I do expire
I hope it haunts you
Little baby on Hawaiin beach
Gotta catch another flight at three
I just stay for a day then leave
I couldn't wait cause honestly
It doesn't matter where I end up next
Put a finger gun up to my head
Jenna told me that I'm so damn blessed
Tell me I think I'll end up dead
Tell me why
Tell me why
Tell me why I think I'll end up dead
Tell me why
Tell me why
Tell me why I think I'll end up dead
I think I lost my friends
But then again in the end
I never had them to start
Cut through my paper heart
I'm coming up
Cause I've had enough
Breathin' underwater's never good enough
I could never show you that I'm good enough so
I hope it haunts you
Little baby on Hawaiin beach
Gotta catch another flight at three
I just stay for a day then leave
I couldn't wait cause honestly
It doesn't matter where I end up next
Put a finger gun up to my head
Jenna told me that I'm so damn blessed
Tell me I think I'll end up dead
Tell me why
Tell me why
Tell me why I think I'll end up dead
Tell me why
Tell me why
Tell me why I think I'll end up dead
Written by: Jaclyn Lovey Ruiz
