Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Holland
William Holland
Songwriter

Lyrics

I just can't deal with the weight Feel like just running away Don't even worry though baby I just got something to say I'm gonna pack a bag Go on a trip Act like a bitch Get on my shit Flick of the wrist Dunno when I'll be back I just can't deal with the weight Feel like just running away Don't even worry though baby I just got something to say I'm gonna pack a bag Go on a trip Act like a bitch Get on my shit Yeah Dunno when I'll be back Broke in the morning Rich by the nighttime Awake but I'm yawning Leaning on white lines Leaning on white lines Just teenage drinking Got me spinning like beyblades Silly decisions But I don't care what they say What they say Cos I been Yeah yeah In my room making songs I can't stay very long But I can say what I want Is it fate am I wrong Is it fate am I wrong I can't fake what I want But I can show what I've done Made this shit in a month And it's all about you Just been locked in my room I'm not leaving till June This is the part of the movie you cry to The part where you sprint down the hill on your bike with Your friends and you head for a swim in the Vico The part when you scream in the car when you're driving I'm taking a hit I need something quick Get me outside and I'm dreaming again But it's just tiktok and I'm scrolling Work weekends for some dough I just can't deal with the weight Feel like just running away Don't even worry though baby I just got something to say I'm gonna pack a bag Go on a trip Act like a bitch Get on my shit Flick of the wrist Dunno when I'll be back I just can't deal with the weight Feel like just running away Don't even worry though baby I just got something to say I'm gonna pack a bag Go on a trip Act like a bitch Act like a bitch Act like a bitch bitch bitch YEAH Been in my room making songs But I can't stay very long Is it fate, am I wrong? Been in my room making songs And I can't stay very long Or is it fate am I wrong? This is the part of the movie you cry to The part where you sprint down the hill on your bike with Your friends and you head for a swim in the Vico The part when you scream in the car when you're driving I'm taking a hit I need something quick Get me outside cos I'm dreaming again But it's just TikTok and I'm scrolling Work weekends for some dough Some days I feel low But the feelings just go
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