Better On Mute

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Half asleep, standing at my own wake Silly me, kicked the bucket, but it felt great What a dream, smile while my soul breaks Nineteen, but I still miss the old days I'll be alright, just kidding Keep up, we're all indifferent and I'm no different Standing in sand, I'm sinking These intrusive thoughts keep winning, they tell me [Pre-Chorus] You'll never be who you want I think that you should give up I rip myself down enough For the both of us [Chorus] You don't gotta tell me I'm trash Better on mute, fuck you, I'll do it myself I don't really need your help I don't really need your help, I'll do it myself You don't gotta tell me I'm cringe And an egocentric bitch, I'll do it myself I don't really need your help To put me through hell, I'll do it myself [Post-Chorus] (Yeah) [Verse 2] Phone screen so bright, I might go blind Stop me dead in my tracks like a road sign Caught up in my head again, I'm dead again Take my revenge all red again Princess vibes, but I gotta play the bad guy I could still stir the pot with my hands tied Listen, I built this prison I live in These intrusive thoughts keep winning, they tell me [Pre-Chorus] You'll never be who you want I think that you should give up I rip myself down enough For the both of us [Chorus] You don't gotta tell me I'm trash Better on mute, fuck you, I'll do it myself I don't really need your help I don't really need your help, I'll do it myself You don't gotta tell me I'm cringe And an egocentric bitch, I'll do it myself I don't really need your help To put me through hell, I'll do it myself [Post-Chorus] (Myself, myself, myself, myself, myself, myself, myself, myself) I'll do it myself (Yeah) [Bridge] Say you wanna be a star (Yeah) I don't think you're built for this life No, I don't think you are (No) No, I don't think you are Say you wanna be a star I don't think you're built for this life No, I don't think you are No, I don't think you are [Chorus] You don't gotta tell me I'm trash Better on mute, fuck you, I'll do it myself I don't really need your help I don't really need your help, I'll do it myself You don't gotta tell me I'm cringe And an egocentric bitch, I'll do it myself I don't really need your help To put me through hell, I'll do it myself
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Credits
- Writers
- Camm Hunter
- Jutes
- Mike Gonek
- Sophie Powers