Lyrics Coping Mechanism – WILLOW
Fun fact, I’m so, so sick of myself
My mind’s a pretty broken hell
The wolves are talking and the voices in my head
It’s pretty obvious
Fun fact, some days I just cry on the couch
Put my whole life away a shelf
I try to feel something that’s why I break everything
I’m screaming out, no
That’s the thought of who I’d be if you were me
And I, I just wanna die
It’s a fun fact
I’ve wasted so much time
Hating myself or trying accepting
That these feelings are demised
Hating myself for long
And now my guard’s were down
I tried talking to someone else
No, you couldn’t help it
Or could you
Fun fact, I really wanna f**king make you cry
Just dizzy rides, so enticing
Just like you, mess with minds and every thought
Wind’s blowing from my eyes, no emotion from inside
Fun fact, I’m the worst it’s true
Fun fact, I learned it all from you
I need a coping mechanism now, every night
I’ve wasted so much time
Hating myself or trying accepting
That these feelings are demised
Hating myself for long
And now my guard’s were down
I tried talking to someone else
No, you couldn’t help it
Or could you
You couldn’t help it
No, you couldn’t help it
No, you couldn’t help it
No.. or could you…
➤ Written by WILLOW & Chris Greatti
Album: COPINGMECHANISM
Produced by Chris Greatti
WILLOW | 2022
