Description
Main Artist: Jewel Owusu
Producer: Jewel Owusu
Producer: Dylan Guy
Composer: Jewel Owusu
Lyricist: Jewel Owusu
Lyrics and translation
Original
Climbing a ladder, mind over matter.
If the rope gives out and I wake up, can you hear me?
'Cause I keep talking in my sleep about you.
I try to force myself to heal, but I'm you.
This is the end of everything we've known and loved.
This is the end, I cannot feel, I've given up. And I'll be running through the streets to get through.
I had to force myself to leave without you.
'Cause this is the end of everything we've known and loved.
This is the end, I cannot feel, I've given. . .
Hold on, but just enough to pretend that I risk it all for you. Hold on, but just enough to pretend that I risk it all for. . .
We don't leak in sugar rushes, fighting over dirty dishes.
Hold on, but just enough to pretend that I risk it all for. . .
Often unraveling, stuck in a pattern, and I notice now that you take up what's left of me.
I'm fighting to stay on my feet without you.
If I could force myself to breathe, know I would.
'Cause this is the end of everything we've known and loved.
This is the end, I cannot feel, I've given. . .
Hold on, but just enough to pretend that I risk it all for you.
Hold on, but just enough to pretend that I risk it all for. . .
We don't leak in sugar rushes, fighting over dirty dishes.
Hold on, but just enough to pretend that I risk it all for. . .
This is the end. This is the end.
English translation
Climbing a ladder, mind over matter.
If the rope gives out and I wake up, can you hear me?
'Cause I keep talking in my sleep about you.
I try to force myself to heal, but I'm you.
This is the end of everything we've known and loved.
This is the end, I cannot feel, I've given up. And I'll be running through the streets to get through.
I had to force myself to leave without you.
'Cause this is the end of everything we've known and loved.
This is the end, I cannot feel, I've given. . .
Hold on, but just enough to pretend that I risk it all for you. Hold on, but just enough to pretend that I risk it all for. . .
We don't leak in sugar rushes, fighting over dirty dishes.
Hold on, but just enough to pretend that I risk it all for. . .
Often unraveling, stuck in a pattern, and I notice now that you take up what's left of me.
I'm fighting to stay on my feet without you.
If I could force myself to breathe, know I would.
'Cause this is the end of everything we've known and loved.
This is the end, I cannot feel, I've given. . .
Hold on, but just enough to pretend that I risk it all for you.
Hold on, but just enough to pretend that I risk it all for. . .
We don't leak in sugar rushes, fighting over dirty dishes.
Hold on, but just enough to pretend that I risk it all for. . .
This is the end. This is the end.