Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
D33J
Performer
Deb Never
Performer
Shlohmo
Performer
Djavan Santos
Lead Vocals
Deborah Jung
Lead Vocals
Henry Laufer
Drum Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Djavan Santos
Songwriter
Deborah Jung
Songwriter
Henry Laufer
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I won't promise anything, anything
I can't promise anything, oh
If I die all alone, so be it, yeah
If I try hard, and everything just falls apart
[Verse 2]
Nothing left to say
I think about it everyday
Why do we make the same mistakes?
How did we let it get this way?
[Verse 3]
How did we let it?
Misguided incentives
The distance is setting
Asleep for the sentence
I'm staring at the sun
Your thought is a headache
With no anesthetic
How did we let it get this way?
[Verse 4]
200 on the dashboard
Almost outta gas now
Going nowhere fast now
Bitches lookin' bad now
I been skippin' classes
I been on that acid
Smokin', never pass it
Makin' money fast now
I can't even smash now
Off a pill, gon' pass out
Stomach like a stash house
Face down in the grass now
Damn, your house got trashed, dawg
Peel out, hit the gas, dawg
New bitch, but she the same as the last thot
[Verse 5]
I won't promise anything, anything
I can't promise anything, oh
If I die all alone, so be it, yeah
If I try hard, and everything just falls apart
[Verse 6]
Nothing left to say
I think about it everyday
Why do we make the same mistakes?
How did we let it get this way?
[Verse 7]
How did we let it?
Misguided incentives
The distance is setting
Asleep for the sentence
I'm staring at the sun
Your thought is a headache
With no anesthetic
How did we let it get this way?
[Verse 8]
Did you come here to save me?
I've been feeling so lazy
Never sure with you, maybe
My life a whole lot of maybes
Staring at the words on the pages
Sitting through all the changes
Winter come, and the same shit
Sky turning grey like the pavement
Late night's got me pacing
Screen going black, and I'm fading
Feeling a lot of this lately now
Feeling sucks, but I chase it now
Demons come from the basement now
Morning was hell, but I face it all
It's a beautiful day to be wasting, oh
[Verse 9]
Nothing left to say
I think about it everyday
Why do we make the same mistakes?
How did we let it get this way?
Written by: Deborah Jung, Djavan Santos, Henry Laufer