From the recording Machine Learning
Written, Arranged and Produced - ceyeo
Vocals - ceyeo
Guitar - Max Honsinger
Drums - Vinnie Henrico
Mixed and Mastered by Max Honsinger
Mastered at Tileyard Studios London
Lyrics
What a day, what a day
Feel hungover, but haven’t had a drink in weeks
My stomach’s in knots
My confidence is shot
Not capable of a single confident thought
And I know, it’s going to be one of those days
What a month, what a month
Took 5 steps backwards
Not a single step ahead
I look alive but inside I feel dead
And I know, this feeling ain’t getting any better
I’m reaching out
As best as I can
I tell my story in little ways
I don’t expect anyone or anything to help
Just hoping to somehow get dead to this in time
What a night, what a night
All I feel is conflict,
Feels like I’m in a fight
With myself, and I’m getting beat
And I haven’t been able to sleep a fucking night all week
And I know, I’m not getting any better
I’m reaching out
As best as I can
I tell my story in little ways
I don’t expect anyone or anything to help
Just hoping to somehow kill this beast in time
I tell myself
You don’t have to worry about it
Just take care of yourself tonight
Yea, I say
You don’t have to worry about it
Just take care of yourself tonight
You can make it
You can make it
You can make it tonight
You’ve got to make it
You’ve got to make it
You’ve got to make it tonight