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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Biig Piig
Vocals
Deb Never
Vocals
Mac Wetha
Bass
Zach Nahome
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lloyd Macdonald
Songwriter
Deborah Jung
Songwriter
Jessica Nancy Smyth
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mac Wetha
Producer
Zach Nahome
Mixing Engineer
Michael Percy
Recording Engineer
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I'm in a daze, been 23 days
Stuck in a phase
I'm fucking sick of it
I'm fucking sick of this place
No one remembers my name
I swear if the ground starts to shake
I won't be scared of it
I won't be scared of it
I won't be scared of it
Think I might take a trip
For just a moment
I need something to give me serotonin
Oh, I'd die for a fix
Yeah, boy, I'm broken
That's why I'm calling
Picking up
Crashing 'til I'm numb
Oh, my God
I gave you my best
And it's not enough
Kick me while I'm down
Won't you, love?
Won't you, love?
I'll be gone by tomorrow
But before it's too late
With the time that I borrowed
I just needed to say
You have trouble reading my mind
And I know that you're sick of it
Some things are best kept inside
Don't wanna get into it
Think I might take a trip
For just a moment
I need something to give me serotonin
Oh, I'd die for a fix
Yeah, boy, I'm broken
That's why I'm calling
Picking up
Crashing 'til I'm numb
Oh, my God
I gave you my best
And it's not enough
Kick me while I'm down
Won't you, love?
Won't you, love?
Crashing 'til I'm numb
Oh, my God
I gave you my best
And it's not enough
Kick me while I'm down
Won't you, love?
Won't you, love? (Picking up)
Writer(s): Jessica Nancy Smyth
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