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Gracey

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    I don't think you get it
    How it's so fucked up, and I never said it
    Didn't even tell the friends I had
    Knew that I was loading, no hold back and

    I would get these jitters
    Lost my sense of humor and I hated mirrors
    Never used to see myself like that
    Put my heart on the line and I pulled it back 'cause

    These shocks, it bite
    No such thing as a private life
    There you go, he was mine
    There you go, he was mine

    I can't keep it up
    I cannot hang on
    I cannot but I'm alright
    When I sit and cry all night

    I'm think I'm losing touch
    Nothing's quite enough
    I cannot but I'm alright
    Not awake but I'm still tired

    Oh, oh-oh, fuck the internet
    Oh, oh-oh, fuck it, yeah

    Left in my own devices
    I get in my head, baby, I'm a Pisces
    Feelings, they build up in my chest
    I can't tell a soul, gonna hold my breath and

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    Yeah, I try to hide it too
    Turn it up, turn it up, no volume
    Always see the loudest in the room, yeah
    Oh, yeah, but

    I can't keep it up
    I cannot hang on
    I cannot but I'm alright
    When I sit and cry all night

    I'm think I'm losing touch
    Nothing's quite enough
    I cannot but I'm alright
    Not awake but I'm still tired

    Oh, oh-oh, fuck the internet
    Oh, oh-oh, fuck it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    I don't know when you're coming out, in fifteen minutes, so
    Many apologies, hum, but
    Yeah, just one of them ones, hum, mm
    Maybe I watched, not fighting
    I really just wanna throw my phone against the wall at the minute
    I hate the fucking internet

    I wanna talk, but I talk I'm gonna cry
    And if I cry, I'm gonna have to tell 'em why
    And then I'll overthink the conversation all night
    I'm kind of tired, so I'll be quiet, though

    I wanna talk, but I talk I'm gonna cry
    And if I cry, I'm gonna have to tell 'em why
    And then I'll overthink the conversation all night
    I'm kind of tired, so I'll be quiet, though

    I wanna talk, but I talk I'm gonna cry
    And if I cry, I'm gonna have to tell 'em why
    And then I'll overthink the conversation all night, all night

    I can't keep it up
    I cannot hang on
    I cannot but I'm alright
    When I sit and cry all night

    I'm think I'm losing touch
    Nothing's quite enough
    I cannot but I'm alright
    Not awake but I'm still tired

    Oh, oh-oh, fuck the internet
    Oh, oh-oh, fuck it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Oh, oh-oh, fuck the internet
    Oh, oh-oh, fuck it

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    Composición: Frederik Eichen, Gracey y Henry Tucker

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