[00:00.000] 作词 : Charlotte O'Connor/Couros Sheibani/Bradley Lewis Blackwell/Sam George Scott Griffiths
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Charlotte O'Connor/Couros Sheibani/Bradley Lewis Blackwell/Sam George Scott Griffiths
[00:04.706]My mother always told me off for staring at screens
[00:08.700]But I’ve been hooked since the age of sixteen
[00:12.448]Twenty-six in my apartment, sunk in my phone
[00:16.453]It’s just another way of being alone
[00:20.205]And it tells me that I have like two thousand friends
[00:24.453]But none have called, the darkness descends
[00:28.204]No offence to myself but what the **** am I doing?
[00:32.198]I’ve crossed, I’m junk
[00:34.449]I’m sorry if it seems like I wasn’t listening
[00:38.454]But there was a reason, it’s ’cause I wasn’t listening
[00:42.448]But I’m working on it
[00:45.954]I’m working on it
[00:51.957]Was it your birthday, I’m sorry, I completely forgot
[00:56.208]I spend my day looking at pictures of dogs
[00:59.956]So I try to improvе myself outside and in
[01:03.950]I have a cigarеtte before I go to the gym
[01:07.955]I should really try and meditate to stop feeling bad
[01:11.949]Pour my heart to a stranger the cab of a cab
[01:15.701]My mother always told me “don’t get hopes on an evening”
[01:20.206]I guess she’s right
[01:22.202]I’m sorry if it seems like I wasn’t listening
[01:25.952]But there was a reason, it’s ’cause I wasn’t listening
[01:29.957]But I’m working on it
[01:33.951]I’m working on it
[01:37.703]I’m working on it
[01:41.893]I’m working on it
[02:01.897]I used to
[02:05.648]Lose my body and my mind
[02:09.397]Wanna be like you
[02:13.402]But I leave all that behind
[02:17.155]I swear I’m working on it
[02:21.403]I’m working on it
[02:25.653]I’m working on it
[02:29.402]I’m working on it
[02:33.153]I swear I’m working on it
[02:37.401]I’m working on it
[02:41.153]I’m working on it
[02:45.148]I’m working on it
[02:49.152]I swear I’m working on it

作词 : Charlotte O'Connor/Couros Sheibani/Bradley Lewis Blackwell/Sam George Scott Griffiths
作曲 : Charlotte O'Connor/Couros Sheibani/Bradley Lewis Blackwell/Sam George Scott Griffiths
My mother always told me off for staring at screens
But I’ve been hooked since the age of sixteen
Twenty-six in my apartment, sunk in my phone
It’s just another way of being alone
And it tells me that I have like two thousand friends
But none have called, the darkness descends
No offence to myself but what the **** am I doing?
I’ve crossed, I’m junk
I’m sorry if it seems like I wasn’t listening
But there was a reason, it’s ’cause I wasn’t listening
But I’m working on it
I’m working on it
Was it your birthday, I’m sorry, I completely forgot
I spend my day looking at pictures of dogs
So I try to improvе myself outside and in
I have a cigarеtte before I go to the gym
I should really try and meditate to stop feeling bad
Pour my heart to a stranger the cab of a cab
My mother always told me “don’t get hopes on an evening”
I guess she’s right
I’m sorry if it seems like I wasn’t listening
But there was a reason, it’s ’cause I wasn’t listening
But I’m working on it
I’m working on it
I’m working on it
I’m working on it
I used to
Lose my body and my mind
Wanna be like you
But I leave all that behind
I swear I’m working on it
I’m working on it
I’m working on it
I’m working on it
I swear I’m working on it
I’m working on it
I’m working on it
I’m working on it
I swear I’m working on it