歌词
Gotta stop myself from falling to pieces (whoa)
Gotta stop myself from falling apart (whoa)
I don't wanna work from home no more
In the kitchen looking through the drawers
I don't wanna hear the news today
I don't wanna see those bills I pay
Too many decibels causing my ears hell
Too many written words making my ears burn
Making my stomach churn making my eyes water
Who am I to say when I feel this way
Gotta stop myself from falling to pieces (whoa)
Gotta stop myself from falling apart (whoa)
Gotta stop myself from falling to pieces (whoa)
Gotta stop myself from falling apart (whoa)
I don't wanna work from home no more
In the kitchen looking through the drawers
I don't wanna hear the news today
I don't wanna see those bills I pay
Too many decibels causing my ears hell
Too many written words making my ears burn
Making my stomach churn making my eyes water
Who am I to say when I feel this way
Gotta stop myself from falling to pieces (whoa)
Gotta stop myself from falling apart (whoa)
Gotta stop myself from falling to pieces (whoa)
Gotta stop myself from falling apart (whoa)
Written by: Bamyasi, Huxley Ware, Kit Cornell, Taka Stanley
