
I don't wanna do this anymore
sskyleaa· 3:50 · 139 plays · v3-preview
- female vocalist
- melodic
- good artist
- guitar
- acoustic guitar
- indie pop
- bedroom
- bedroom pop
- backing vocals
- singer-songwriter
- 2010s
- alternative and indie
- late 2010s
- indie folk
- indie
Lyrics
Verse 1
Staring at the ceiling of an empty bedroom wall
Trying to remember how it felt before the fall
I'm packing up a bag with things that don't belong to me
A passport and a sonogram, a child I'll never see
I hit the bathroom floor, let the tears just start to drip
Tracing out the map of where you chose to let me slip
Thirteen and afraid, with a heartbeat in my chest
You bought a ticket out of here and told me it was best.
Chorus
And I get mad and shut the door
Crying to myself like, "I don't wanna do this anymore"
Why is this world so draining? I don't breathe like before
No energy to wake up, how much more can I endure?
Even sleep feels like a chore
I'm hiding in a country that I've never known at all
Rather sleep than tell you how it feels to watch me fall.
Verse 2
The radiator hums in a language I can't speak
Counting down the hours, everything is getting weak
You missed the tiny shoes, you missed the hospital room floor
I had to be a mom before I even passed the door
I whisper to the dark, but the bedroom never hears
Just a tape loop of your promises repeating through the years
I'm staring at her crib while the winter starts to bite
Wondering if you ever check the weather here at night.
Verse 3
I look out through the window at a street I don't belong
Trying to find the rhythm in a completely different song
They ask me where my mother is, I never know to say
She left me with a heavy heart a million miles away
I'm folding up her clothes, they're so small against my hands
Just a kid who had to grow up in these unfamiliar lands
My friends back home are studying, they're worrying 'bout grades
While all the color in my youth just slowly suffocates.
Chorus
And I get mad and shut the door
Crying to myself like, "I don't wanna do this anymore"
Why is this world so draining? I don't breathe like before
No energy to wake up, how much more can I endure?
Even sleep feels like a chore
I'm hiding in a country that I've never known at all
Rather sleep than tell you how it feels to watch me fall.
Verse 4
Sometimes I think I hear your footsteps walking down the hall
But it's just the shadows stretching out across the wall
I learned to change a diaper while I'm choking back a tear
No maternal instinct, just a paralyzing fear
You traded in my childhood for a clean and easy slate
And left me with a responsibility so great
I'm trying to be strong for her, I'm trying not to break
But I'm still just a little girl with every breath I take.
Outro
Just a low-fi beat rolling out the window pane
Just a kid with a kid, standing in the rain
Sixteen.
Yeah, I don't wanna do this anymore.
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