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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Agnes Hartwich
Agnes Hartwich
Vocals
Villads Øster
Villads Øster
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Agnes Hartwich
Agnes Hartwich
Songwriter
Alex Vargas
Alex Vargas
Songwriter
Samuel Ledet
Samuel Ledet
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Villads Øster
Villads Øster
Producer
Jon Trier Ottosen
Jon Trier Ottosen
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Don't know what I wanna do with all my time I guess that emptiness is just a part of my design I hope my shitty life at least looks good online I guess that play pretend is just a way of getting by And I hope that I'm getting better Faster than I'm getting older I don't wanna die But I just keep on getting colder Can't really remember The last time that I was sober I look in the mirror and think to myself Are you sad Because you're drunk? Are you drunk Because you're sad? I can't tell if I've gone mad My mind is overheating Am I miserably high Or on the edge of paradise? I must have really lost my mind this time If they ask me how I'm doing I'll just lie Don't wanna kill the vibe And say I'm hurting all the time I hope my shitty life at least looks good online Confusing how the sadness Gets me feeling kinda high And I hope That I'm getting better Faster than I'm getting older I don't wanna die But I just keep on getting colder Can't really remember The last time that I was sober I look in the mirror and think to myself Are you sad because you're drunk? Are you drunk because you're sad? I can't tell if I've gone mad My mind is overheating Am I miserably high Or on the edge of paradise? I must have really lost my mind this time This time This time This time
Writer(s): Alexander Vargas Blay, Agnes Hartwich, Villads Tyrrestrup Oster, Samuel Ledet Olsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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