Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Constance Iyanna McCall
Songwriter
Lyrics
Like I've been saying,
The world is spinning
I'm not really here
I need you to see
It's too late
Fuck
I'm feeling stuck
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Not again
Not again
Not again, not again, not again
Fuck
I'm feeling stuck
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Not again
Not again
Not again, not again, not again
Done changed up, done switched up
Got this bitch on me, got my bands up
Not feeling lonely, got myself yuh
But I'm back home and I feel sick yuh
Negative energy spots fill home
Sit in my room, replaying turmoil
Emotional trauma, part of the drama
Gotta face your feelings, it's all part of the dharma
Can't be a mama, the pills that I swallowed
See through my walls and you'll see that I'm falling
Can't help but wash away my problems
Every time I'm back here, consumed in the quandary
Doing my dirty laundry
Sort the black from the white like I'm dying
You don't have to be afraid, it'll all be okay
I will live every day like I'm dying today
Like I'm dying today
I only live every day like I'm
I only live every day like I'm
I only live every day like I'm dying today
Like I'm dying today
I only live every day like I'm
I only live every day like I'm dying today
Written by: Constance Iyanna McCall