Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sean Millis
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aidan Martin
Songwriter
Oscar Bell
Songwriter
Pamela Sheyne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jude York
Producer
Thrones
Producer
Lyrics
Woke up still outta my head
Last night who knows where I've been
Every day the demons come back to call (back to call)
Cheap whiskey got me all numb
Regrets and burned-out silhouettes
Turns out it does me no good at all (good at all)
I'm broke, I'm hurt, I lost my worth
Somewhere on the street
I'm tired, I'm used, my pride is bruised
But I'm still breathing
Loneliness can follow me, I'll run
The fear will not give up until we're done
And God knows things could be better
Well I'm tryna keep it together
I'm still waiting on a miracle to come
I'm waiting on a miracle to come
Sitting at this table for one
Cold sweat, no money left to pay the rent
Never thought I'd be living on my own (oh)
Love's gone but I am still whole
Stronger than who I used to be
I'm still learning, I'll be fine on my own, oh
I'm broke, I'm hurt, I lost my worth
Somewhere on the street
I'm tired, I'm used, my pride is bruised
But I'm still on my feet
Loneliness can follow me, I'll run
Fear will not give up until we're done
And God knows things could be better
Well I'm tryna keep it together
I'm still waiting on a miracle to come
I'm still waiting, waiting
I'm still waiting, waiting
I'm still waiting on a miracle to come
Writer(s): Pamela Eileen Sheyne, Aidan Martin, Oscar Bell
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