積分
演出藝人
Ren
演出者
詞曲
Dobry Lavr
詞曲創作
Dejvid Safar
作曲
Domin Gryz
編曲
製作與工程團隊
Dobry Lavr
製作人
歌詞
I kinda wanna throw my phone across the room
'Cause all I see are girls too good to be true
With paper-white teeth and perfect bodies
Wish I didn't care
I know their beauty's not my lack
But it feels like that weight is on my back
And I can't let it go
Com-comparison is killin' me slowly
I think, I think too much
'Bout kids who don't know me
I'm so sick of myself
I'd rather be, rather be
Anyone, anyone else
Jealousy, jealousy started followin' me
Pacify her
She's getting on my nerves
You don't love her
Stop lying with those words
And I see everyone gettin' all the things I want
I'm happy for them, but then again, I'm not
Just cool vintage clothes and vacation photos, I can't stand it
Oh God, I sound crazy
Their win is not my loss
I know it's true, but
I can't help gettin' caught up in it all
Com-comparison is killin' me slowly
I think, I think too much
'Bout kids who don't know me
I'm so sick of myself
Rather be, rather be
Anyone, anyone else
Jealousy, jealousy started followin' me
Pacify her
She's getting on my nerves
You don't love her
Stop lying with those words
Pacify her
She's getting on my nerves
You don't love her
Stop lying with those words
('Bout kids who don't know me)
Pacify her
She's getting on my nerves
You don't love her
Stop lying with those words
Pacify her
She's getting on my nerves
You don't love her
Stop lying with those words
Written by: Dejvid Safar, Dobry Lavr
