Hold my breath and I freeze as I bite my tongue There's a rush of blood to my head I must look so dumb I don't know why I try to be honest In a room full of sharks and piranhas Can't escape all the fake Know there will be blood
I just can't do parties Now I'm crying in a taxi ride home I deserve to be alone Now my cover's blown I should just go home All these people I don't know And I don't even smoke I should just go
Just walked in but I already lost my friends How can I be myself, I don't know who I am Words shoot out their mouths like vomit Drinking lies like gin and tonic Wishing I could just crawl out of my skin
I just can't do partiеs Now I'm crying in a taxi ride home I desеrve to be alone Now my cover's blown I should just go home All these people I don't know And I don't even smoke I should just go
I just can't do parties Now I'm crying in a taxi And my phone is dying, save me I just need someone to take me home I just get this sick in my stomach Need to go outside cause I'm nauseous Everybody here is so flawless I just can't do, I just can't do One more night of this post-party trauma Please stop talking shit I don't wanna I'm so sick of the high school drama I just can't do, I just can't do
Post-party trauma (Trauma) Post-party trauma
Compositores: Elizabeth Lowell Boland (Lowell), Hrag Sanbalian (Sandbag), Mckenna Grace Burge (Mckenna Grace) ECAD: Obra #38572500