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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
ROMES
Performer
Jacob Bitove
Vocals
Nicolas Bitove
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Bitove
Songwriter
Nicolas Bitove
Songwriter
Rachel Kanner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ROMES
Producer
Lyrics
We all need a little hug
Cause we're all a little fucked
Sweeping shit under the rug
Mixing up the drugs til we're buzzed then we're numb
Cause we're too afraid to feel like us
Tell ourselves we're fine
That we're living life
When we're just tryna survive
But we're alright
If we keep smiling
Even though we're dead inside
We're staring at the ceiling
Don't wanna believe that we need some help
Drowning in the deep end
Chilling with my demons
Who am I? I can't tell
Talking like we're fine
Lost our fucking minds
I thought it was just me
But maybe we all need just a little help
Well, I'm hanging by a thread
So I guess that means I'm living on the edge
You could never walk a day in my head
Did you hear what I said?
I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy on the medication, no moderation
Damn, my life need a little renovation
Should've gone to Hollywood with all this fake shit
Nah I'm perfect, I'm amazing
Hey, I don't need no introduction
I'm the one who's always messing up the function
But I can function
So what's the problem?
Kicked in the teeth once again
'Cause life's such a mosh pit
Better be cautious
Is what they told me but I told them I got this
Spent all my savings trying to change, but that couldn't save me
Fuck it, I'm amazing
We're staring at the ceiling
Don't wanna believe that we need some help
Drowning in the deep end
Chilling with my demons
Who am I? I can't tell
Talking like we're fine
Lost our fucking minds
I thought it was just me
But maybe we all need just a little help
Help
I just wanna shout, shout, shout, shout, shout, shout
I'm freaking out, out, out, out, out, out
I don't need your help, help, help, help, help, help
I just wanna shout, shout, shout, shout, shout, shout
I'm freaking out, out, out, out, out, out
I don't need your help, help, help, help, help, help
We're staring at the ceiling
Don't wanna believe that we need some help
Drowning in the deep end
Chilling with my demons
Who am I? I can't tell
Talking like we're fine
Lost our fucking minds!
I thought it was just me
But maybe we all need just a little help
Help
Help, help, help, help!
Writer(s): Nicolas Amadeus Bitove, Jacob Alexander Bitove, Rachel Kanner
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