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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allegra Pezzullo
Allegra Pezzullo
Songwriter
Dylan Thompson
Dylan Thompson
Songwriter
Howard Goodsall
Howard Goodsall
Songwriter
Will Goodsall
Will Goodsall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aden Thiess
Aden Thiess
Mixing Engineer
Sam Patankar
Sam Patankar
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

My mother said I'm rotting away
My father told me to get around and play
No matter how hard I try
I can't jump outside my mind
It's the pressure pushing on my brain
I slam the door, and shut my eyes, and scream "Don't look at
Me"
I made my bed, I'll lay in it
Don't say
That I've got my whole life ahead of
Me
I suck my teeth and bite my lips till they bleed
Oh
My teachers say I'm losing touch
Of all the things that I love so much
Isolated
Crowing inside my room
Take a picture, I can't see who is who
I don't think I want you to look at
Me
I made my bed, I'll die in it
This place
Is the beginning of the end with nothing in this
Brain
I'm rotting from the inside, I might be outta my mind
Just leave me here to die
Ahwoo
Ooo
Don't, Don't, Please don't look at
Me
I made my bed, I'll die in it
This day
Is the start of the end, I'm losing my own
Way
I'm rotting from the inside, I might be outta my mind
Just leave me here to die
Ahwoo
Written by: Allegra Pezzullo, Dylan Thompson, Howard Goodsall, Will Goodsall
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