Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kaleb Ross
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kross0v3r
Mischtechniker:in
Lyrics
Turn my headphones up
One, why you had to die like this?
Two, why I gotta cry like this?
Three, this is what it took to be free?
Four, why you had to walk through that door?
Five, why we gotta suffer while alive?
Six, is it ever gonna make sense?
Seven, when can I meet you up in heaven?
And eight gonna wait 'till I see you on that day straight
Say you never saw this comin', well, you're not alone
'Lot of suicidal thoughts from a happy home
'Lot of seasons hated on you, 'cause you always cold
Had the pressure weighing on you but you turned to gold
Had depression weighing on you, had you feeling blue
Thought you grew up from the past? You a different dude
You was searching for the answers like you playing Clue
And you was with 'em all along, you just never knew
Uh
What's the price for a life not worth living?
Or the answer to a question not worth giving?
Every Sunday you was always in attendance
Now your seat it looking hopeless and it's open
When it broke the news, they thought that you was joking
Of every life in the world, yours was perfect
Looked in the mirror and you didn't see yourself (See yourself)
Looked in the mirror and you only saw a burden
One, why you had to die like this?
Two, why I gotta cry like this?
Three, this is what it took to be free?
Four, why you had to walk through that door?
Five, why we gotta suffer while alive?
Six, is it ever gonna make sense?
Seven, when can I meet you up in heaven?
And eight gonna wait 'till I see you on that day straight
One, why you had to die like this?
Two, why I gotta cry like this?
Three, this is what it took to be free?
Four, why you had to walk through that door?
Five, why we gotta suffer while alive?
Six, is it ever gonna make sense?
Seven, when can I meet you up in heaven?
And eight gonna wait 'till I see you on that day straight
(Straight)
Written by: Kaleb Ross
