Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bakers Eddy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ciarann Babbington
Composer
Jamie Gordon
Composer
Alex Spagnolo
Composer
Ian Spagnolo
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Oscar Dawson
Producer
Lyrics
Hopeless
Feeling uneasy
I get tired, the lack of sleep
Really gets to me, endlessly
Slipping backwards
But you can call me on a Tuesday evening
And maybe I'll feel less in my head
The things I've said
Can't be taken back
Becoming unwrapped
Exposed to these emotions that I can't unpack
Coz I'm not my same self tonight
(Ah ah ah ah)
My fucking coffee's gone cold mate
Yea my coffee's gone cold and my hands are shaking
My coffee's gone cold mate
And my dispositions kinda breaking
Out
I'm restless
Waking in sweats
A glass half empty
A night half wrecked
And wasted time
Like clockwork, the seconds pass by
I'm down shifting again
And I've got no drive
Coz I'm not the same
My fucking coffee's gone cold mate
Yea my coffee's gone cold and my hands are shaking
My coffee's gone cold mate
And my dispositions kinda breaking
Dah dah dah, dah dah dah dah dah, dah dah dah, dah dah dah
Dah dah dah, dah dah dah dah dah, dah dah dah, dah dah dah
My fucking coffee's gone cold mate
Yea my coffee's gone cold and my hands are shaking
My coffee's gone cold mate
And my dispositions kinda breaking
My coffee's gone cold mate
Yeah my coffee's gone cold mate
My coffee's gone cold mate
And my dispositions kinda breaking
Out, out, out
Writer(s): Jamie Owen Gordon, Alexander Tane Spagnolo, Ciarann Daywn James Babbington, Ian Tieke Spagnolo
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