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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas G.V. Dennis
Thomas G.V. Dennis
Songwriter
Sebastian Baquero
Sebastian Baquero
Songwriter
Bradley Neufeld
Bradley Neufeld
Songwriter
Andrew Davis
Andrew Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kyle Marchant
Kyle Marchant
Producer
Adam Cichocki
Adam Cichocki
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Every week I sit and grit my teeth Bite my tongue until reality speaks Keep trying to make me believe In a world they wish that they could leave I wanna be Who I wanna be Not gonna owe my life To anybody but me Not gonna find myself In a fever dream I'm so afraid Of what comes next But I'm not gonna lie About what's at the end They cover me in gasoline They come around And never leave People sing drink the bleach Make you think that You're happy now They gotta lotta nerve They gotta lot to say to me But damn I don't want anything From anyone Who still believes I wanna hear you talk About what I wanna love And you don't have the key Worthy of what I need To fix what I got when I can't breathe But I'm so afraid Of what comes next They cover me in gasoline They come around And never leave People sing drink the bleach Make you think that you're happy now You better pray for me You better pray for me You know I don't see your way You better pray for me I think you took too much I think you're going blind I think you lost yourself In those lies There's no one there To keep me from Bringin' you down I think you took too much I think you're going blind I think you lost yourself in those lies Ya All I know Is that I'm fine No thanks to anyone Who said they'd pray for my life They cover me in gasoline They come around And never leave People sing drink the bleach Make you think that you're happy now You better pray for me You better pray for me You know I don't see your way You better pray for me
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