制作
出演艺人
sports.
表演者
Kris Ward
声乐
John Blank
鼓
Sean Duffy
低音吉他
作曲和作词
Kris Ward
词曲作者
John Blank
词曲作者
Sean Duffy
词曲作者
制作和工程
Mike Moschetto
混音工程师
Zach Weeks
母带工程师
歌词
I can't fucking think
And these bookshelves of stress fill my apartment
I don't get why no matter how hard I try
I can't seem to get anything right
And I don't know what you could see
In a waste of a man like me
I'll just hide away and hope I don't make it till sunrise
I've given up on giving up
My life has fallen apart, and nobody gives a fuck
I hide away almost everyday
I'm afraid of everything, I don't deserve anything
But I still try
To craft these lies that I'm doing alright
Are you listening?
Because I haven't heard a thing
At least that's what I keep telling myself
And I don't get what you could see
In a waste of a man like me
I'll just hide away and hope I don't make it till sunrise
Because it's been so long since it felt like I belonged
Just lay it to rest, a lost cause I'll close my eyes until the sounds fade
I've given up on giving up
My life has fallen apart, and nobody gives a fuck
I hide away almost everyday
I'm afraid of everything, I don't deserve anything
Written by: John Blank, Kris Ward, Sean Duffy
