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Halsey
Stimme und Gesang
Greg Kurstin
Schlagzeug
Wyatt Bernard
Tasteninstrumente
Michael Uzowuru
Tasteninstrumente
Alex G
Gitarre
Austin Corona
Gitarre
Dylan Wiggins
Schlagzeug
Caleb Laven
Synthesizer
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Halsey
Songwriter:in
Greg Kurstin
Songwriter:in
Gregory "Aldae" Hein
Songwriter:in
Caleb Laven
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Greg Kurstin
Produzent:in
Wyatt Bernard
Produzent:in
Michael Uzowuru
Produzent:in
Austin Corona
Produzent:in
Caleb Laven
Produzent:in für Gesangsaufnahmen
Julian Burg
Ingenieur:in
Matt Tuggle
Ingenieur:in
Sean Matsukawa
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mischtechniker:in
Matt Wolach
Ingenieurassistent:in
Kieran Beardmore
Ingenieurassistent:in
Randy Merrill
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Conner McFarland
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Paroles
I'm caught up in the everyday trend
Tied up by invisible thread
Walking down a razor-thin edge
And I wake up tired, think I'm better off dead
Been a few months since I crossed over state lines
Talk to my mom, fake smiles over FaceTime
Drink all night 'til I can't walk a straight line
Feel so low, but I'm high at the same time
I can't keep my feet on the ground
And I'm nervous what you'll think of me now
I'm hoping that someone comes around
And helps me figure it out (over there? Okay)
I think that I should try to kill my ego
'Cause if I don't, my ego might kill me
I'm all grown up, but somehow lately
I'm acting like a fucking baby
I'm really not as happy as I seem
Still a little kid that can't make friends
Wanna be invited, but I won't attend
I been having bad dreams, my career could end
Because I slip up when I should've played pretend
Turned 18 and I left the city
I said, "I wanna be cool, I don't wanna be pretty"
Voices all came crashing down
And said, "You're too nice to run this town"
I can't keep my feet on the ground
And I'm nervous what you'll think of me now
I'm hoping that someone comes around
And helps me figure it out (are you gonna be that honest? Okay)
I think that I should try to kill my ego
'Cause if I don't, my ego might kill me
I'm all grown up, but somehow lately
I'm acting like a fucking baby
I'm really not as happy as I seem
Nothing's as it seems
Yeah, nothing's as it seems
And I'm all grown up but somehow lately
I'm acting like a fucking baby
I'm really not that happy being me
I don't like the lie I'm living
I'm way too nice and too forgiving
I wanna go back to the beginning
When it all felt right
A rooftop, Lower East Side, I'm singing
Didn't give a fuck if I was winning
It's all done now, so who am I kidding?
I'm doing way worse than I'm admitting
I think that I should try to kill my ego
'Cause if I don't, my ego might kill me
I'm all grown up, but somehow lately
I'm acting like a fucking baby
I'm really not as happy as I seem
Nothing's as it seems
Yeah, nothing's as it seems
And I'm all grown up, but somehow lately
I'm acting like a fucking baby
I'm really not that happy being me
Writer(s): Greg Kurstin, Ashley Frangipane, Gregory Aldae Hein
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