Paroles de la chanson Crying in the Club par Grace Carter

I've been so low, tryna get high
Tryna lose my mind
Still have feelings I could swim in
I keep telling lies
All my friends think that I'm alright
We've been out all night
Then it hits me like a kick drum
That I'm still not fine

Now there's a river on the floor and it's pouring out the door
Got thoughts filling up my brain
I'm kicking up a storm, tell me, how many shots till I break?
I'm sorry 'bout the flood, really thought that I was good

But it's hitting me hard like a wave
I might just drown in your love

Crying in the club
Club, club
Crying in the club
Club, club
Crying in the club

In the backseat of the taxi
On a homebound drive
Take a deep breath to remind me
That I'm still alive
Spent the whole week tryna get free
Get you out my life
Now it's Friday and I'm okay
But I'm still not fine

Now there's a river on the floor and it's pouring out the door
Got thoughts filling up my brain
I'm kicking up a storm, tell me, how many shots till I break?
I'm sorry 'bout the flood, really thought that I was good
But it's hitting me hard like a wave
I might just drown in your love

Crying in the club
Club, club
Crying in the club
Club, club
Crying in the club
Club, club
Crying in the club
Club, club

Crying in the club
Club, club
Crying in the club
Club, club
Crying in the club

1 a.m., 2 a.m., missed the last call
3 a.m., 4 a.m., banging on the door
1 a.m., 2 a.m., laying on the floor
Why do I, why do I do this for?
1 a.m., 2 a.m., missed the last call
3 a.m., 4 a.m., banging on the door
1 a.m., 2 a.m., laying on the floor
Why do I, why do I do this for?

River on the floor and it's pouring out the door
Got thoughts filling up my brain
I'm kicking up a storm, tell me, how many shots till I break?