Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gryffin
Remixer
Hotel Garuda
Remixer
Jillian Rose Banks
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Anderson
Composer
Jillian Rose Banks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tim Anderson
Producer
Jesse Rogg
Producer
Gryffin
Studio Personnel
Hotel Garuda
Studio Personnel
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
So I got edges that scratch
And sometimes I don't got a filter but I'm so tired of eatin'
All of my misspoken words
I know my disposition gets confusin'
My disproportionate reactions fuse with my eager state
That's why you wanna come out and play with me
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Why?
Why?
Why?
[Verse 3]
Stooped down and out, you got me beggin' for thread
To sow this hole up that you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to somethin' that you don't understand
Don't know what you were gettin' yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew
[Verse 4]
I got some dirt on my shoes
My words can come out as a pistol, and I'm not good at aimin'
But I can aim at you
[Verse 5]
I know my actions, they may get confusin'
But my unstable ways is my solution to even the space
That's why you wanna come out and play with me
Yeah
[Verse 6]
Strapped down to somethin' that you don't understand
Don't know what you were gettin' yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew
[Verse 7]
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
[Verse 8]
Stooped down and out, you got me beggin' for thread
To sow this hole up that you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
[Verse 9]
Stooped down and out, you got me beggin' for thread
To sow this hole up that you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to somethin' that you don't understand
Don't know what you were gettin' yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew
Written by: Jesse Rogg, Jillian Rose Banks, Tim Anderson