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Madison Taylor
Madison Taylor
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Nick Sampson
Nick Sampson
Songwriter
Keith Varon
Keith Varon
Songwriter
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Keith Varon
Keith Varon
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Lyrics

So what's the point of getting out of bed When either way I can't get out my head Caught in a cycle of comparison And all the walls are caving in Another month and I can't pay my rent Now my anxiety's my only friend I just got canceled by my therapist And my mom says I'm a mess And I can't See the end Somebody tell me it gets better than this Somebody pull me out of all the wreckage I hate relying on this medication Like every day's the same shit And I can't No I can't I can't keep living like this Feels like I'm making all the wrong mistakes And second guessing every choice I make Can someone put me out my misery Cause I'm falling on my face And I can't See the end Somebody tell me it gets better than this Somebody pull me out of all the wreckage I hate relying on this medication Like every day's the same shit And I can't No I can't I can't keep living like this Who do I turn to If I lost who I am? Who do I turn to When I got nothin left? Who do I turn do If I lost who I am? Who do I turn to? Who do I turn to? Somebody tell me it gets better than this Somebody pull me out of all the wreckage I hate relying on this medication Like every day's the same shit And I can't No I can't I can't keep living like this I can't keep living like this
Writer(s): Keith Varon, Nick Sampson, Madison Wiesler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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