Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stepa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Blake Allen Beckmann
Songwriter
Jessie Krapff
Songwriter
Brendon Oates
Songwriter
Alex Rubalcava
Songwriter
Ian Karac Corabi
Songwriter
Lyrics
Wake up and shake up, Wash my face up
I'm unsteady and the breeze fucking knocks me
Down, right down
Try this, try that
There's no point just these pointed attacks
It the same fucking thing, every day
There are times in life I wish that I were dead
That's how I feel
Right now
All these thoughts will put a hole right through my head
That's how I deal
That's how
And all my pain
Is such a pain
Oh, you fucking saint
You use tough love, bitch
I got the toughest there is it does no
Fucking good
So let's do that
There are times in life I wish that I were dead
That's how I feel
Right now
All these thoughts will put a hole right through my head
That's how I deal
That's how
There are times in life I wish that I were dead
That's how I feel
Right now
All these thoughts will put a hole right through my head
That's how I deal
That's how
Oh so many time I
Can't get out of bed and if I'm being real
I lost count
All these thoughts will put a hole right through my head
That's how I deal
That's how
Some day yeah I will shine
Not one
Thought will
Fill my
Mind
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