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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scrim
Scrim
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Budd Dwyer
Producer

Lyrics

(You did good, Slick) Oh (It's a smash) Yeah Oh, yeah Yeah, I'm on a whole 'nother vibe I'm on a whole 'nother high I've accepted what it is Fuck it, I'm ready to die They on a whole 'nother side No they ain't in my gang Can we do somethin' real for once? Please, just call me my name Sick and tired of the fame Sick and tired of the stage Sick and tired of the shame Sick and tired of the blame I got my own fuck-ups It's generational shit These marks on me, they permanent There's no erasing this shit Got no faith in a bitch For that, I might blame my mom I got sweat in my palms Hope these meds make me calm Ain't too much that I'm sold on Can barely see, I'm so gone Please love me despite me Baby, just keep Yeah, keep holdin' on (Keep holdin' on) Woah, keep holdin' on (Holdin' on) Woah, keep holdin' on (Keep holdin' on) Woah, woah, keep holdin' on (Let's go, let's go) Yeah, tryna hide how I feel Way too high off pills I can't tell what's real You can tell I'm ill You can tell I'm hurt You can tell I'm damaged If there's anything left I promise you can have it There I go with the same shit Wonder why I'm in the same fit 'Cause I can't never stop workin' Baby, that's when the pain hits Say a bar, make the game shift New heights on the same cliff I keep promising to change But all I ever do is shapeshift (Let's go, let's go) Yeah, in my room and I'm pacin' Take the pills, try to space em' I don't mean to leave you waitin' Baby, yeah, I'ma need your fuckin' patience This a dragon I'm chasin' And this the devil I'm racin' Yeah, I can show you how to shut down I can show you how to get tough But askin' me for affection I'm sorry, baby, that's too much Plenty tears on my shoulder bone Keeping hope, I'm gettin' close to home I'm always right where I should be So I guess I'll keep Yeah, keep holdin' on (Keep holdin' on) Woah, keep holdin' on (Holdin' on) Woah, keep holdin' on (Keep holdin' on) Woah, woah, keep holdin' on (Let's go, let's go) Yeah, tryna hide how I feel Way too high off pills I can't tell what's real You can tell I'm ill You can tell I'm hurt You can tell I'm damaged If there's anything left I promise you can have it Keep holdin' on Woah, keep holdin' on Keep holdin' on (Yeah) Woah, keep holdin' on
Writer(s): Scott Anthony Jr Arceneaux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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