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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vienna Vienna
Vienna Vienna
Vocals
Abe Dertner
Abe Dertner
Electric Guitar
Trent Woodman
Trent Woodman
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abe Dertner
Abe Dertner
Composer
James Barre
James Barre
Composer
Neil Ormandy
Neil Ormandy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Abe Dertner
Abe Dertner
Producer
Jeremy Hatcher
Jeremy Hatcher
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Lights up on me
Still staring at the ceiling
All my friends are fast asleep
And all I'm gonna do is get
Drunk again and terrified
I'm haunted by the noise inside
It's history repeating in your eyes
I'm begging you to fill the void
I'm feeling sick and paranoid
Oh, all is well, but ends inside my mind
Maybe I'm just clinically depressed
Maybe I should go and get my head checked
Maybe I just need a little sex, drugs, whatever this is
Sex, drugs
I hate the way you know that I'm obsessed
Wishing I could find a way miss you less
Maybe I just need a little sex, drugs, whatever this is
Sex, drugs, whatever this is
I am so cautious when talking like this
You'll think I'm crazy unzipping my lips
All of the words start to blur, then it hurts
Can you stomach the list?
I am so sick
How will I know if the burdens on you?
I'm giving in I'm afraid that I'll lose
Sanity must be induced, question the truth
Maybe I'm just clinically depressed
Maybe I should go and get my head checked
Maybe I just need a little sex, drugs, whatever this is
Sex, drugs
I hate the way you know that I'm obsessed
Wishing I could find a way miss you less
Maybe I just need a little
Sex, drugs, whatever this is
Sex, drugs, Whatever this is
Drunk again and terrified
I'm haunted by the noise inside
It's history repeating in your eyes (eyes)
You know I'm begging you to fill the void
I'm feeling sick and paranoid
Oh, all is well, but ends inside my mind
Maybe I'm just clinically depressed
Maybe I should go and get my head checked
Maybe I just need a little sex, drugs, whatever this is
Sex, drugs
I hate the way you know that I'm obsessed
Wishing I could find a way miss you less
Maybe I just need a little sex, drugs, whatever this is
Sex, drugs, whatever this is
Maybe I'm just clinically depressed
Maybe I should go and get my head checked
Maybe I just need a little sex, drugs, whatever this is
Sex, drugs
I hate the way you know that I'm obsessed
I wish that I could miss you less
So I'll pretend I need sex, drugs, whatever this-
Sex, drugs, whatever this is
Whatever this is
Oh, whatever this is
Written by: Abe Dertner, James Barre, Neil Ormandy
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