Lyricist: TIM ANDERSON, JESSE ROGG, JILLIAN BANKS   Composer: TIM ANDERSON, JESSE ROGG, JILLIAN BANKS


So I got edges that scratch
And sometimes I don't got a filter
But I'm so tired of eatin'
All of my misspoken words
I know my disposition gets confusing
My disproportionate reactions fuse with my eager state
That's why you wanna come out and play with me, yeah

Why? Why?
Why?

Stooped down and out, you got me beggin' for thread
To sew this hole up that you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew

I got some dirt on my shoes
My words can come out as a pistol
I'm no good at aimin'
But I can aim it at you
I know my actions, they may get confusin'
But my unstable ways is my solution to even space
That's why you wanna come out and play with me, yeah

Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew

Why? Why?
Why? Why?

Stooped down and out, you got me beggin' for thread
To sew this hole up that you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Stooped down and out, you got me beggin' for thread
To sew this hole up that you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew

Beggin For Thread - Gryffin & Hotel Garuda Remix

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Lyricist: TIM ANDERSON, JESSE ROGG, JILLIAN BANKS   Composer: TIM ANDERSON, JESSE ROGG, JILLIAN BANKS


So I got edges that scratch
And sometimes I don't got a filter
But I'm so tired of eatin'
All of my misspoken words
I know my disposition gets confusing
My disproportionate reactions fuse with my eager state
That's why you wanna come out and play with me, yeah

Why? Why?
Why?

Stooped down and out, you got me beggin' for thread
To sew this hole up that you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew

I got some dirt on my shoes
My words can come out as a pistol
I'm no good at aimin'
But I can aim it at you
I know my actions, they may get confusin'
But my unstable ways is my solution to even space
That's why you wanna come out and play with me, yeah

Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew

Why? Why?
Why? Why?

Stooped down and out, you got me beggin' for thread
To sew this hole up that you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Stooped down and out, you got me beggin' for thread
To sew this hole up that you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew