Lyrics: Alina Paulsen/Rasmus Budny/Amanda Börjeson
Music: Alina Paulsen/Rasmus Budny/Amanda Börjeson
Fill the empty space
Let the record play
All this fνcking shame
Flush it down the drain
I will drink it all up
Fill my silver cup
Is it clever?
Cuz I feel better
So I go another night lookin'for the highs
Hang out with the guys I don't even like
And I drink it all up
Just to make it stop
Will it ever get any better?
What I feel gets way to real
When I'm alone
And if my fears are getting near
I go out
Again I find myself in the middle
Using company as a pillow
In the quiet I'm insane
Need a crowded place
Let go
Wanna numb my pain just a little
Using company as a pillow
And I'm shutting off my mind just to feel ok
Let go
Look for remedy in their agony
Love the melody of a fake laugh
After midnight I make up
Fill my silver cup
Is it clever
Cuz I feel better
Every time I try to make a move I end up on the ground
But I don't share that part of me with anyone around no
Wish I had another me to help me breathe more easily
What I feel gets way to real
When I'm alone
And if my fears are getting near
I go out
Again I find myself in the middle
Using company as a pillow
In the quiet I'm insane
Need a crowded place
Let go
Wanna numb my pain just a little
Using company as a pillow
And I'm shutting off my mind just to feel ok
Let go
Let go, let go, let go
Let go, let go, let go
Let go, let go, let go
Let go, let go, let go
Let go, let go, let go
Let go, let go, let go
Let go, let go, let go
Let go, let go, let go