Description
Producer, Vocal Producer, Lyricist: Trevor Brown
Producer, Vocal Producer, Lyricist: Zaire Koalo
Producer: Jayme Silverstein
Mixing Engineer: Stephen Santoso
Mastering Engineer: Amran Saloh
Vocal Producer, A And R Coordinator: Ivan Edbert Dermawan
A And R Administrator: Amram Saloh
Lyricist: Maria Elena Hardjakoesoema
Lyricist: Sebastian Kole
Lyrics and translation
Original
Pretty little pill.
Get me out my feelings again, make me numb. Quiet these voices that tell me to run.
Hold back these tears that I drown in. But happy isn't real, is it?
Can anybody see the monster I've become?
A shell of myself as I'm walking through hell. No one can tell. So tuck away your emotions.
They said you'll be fine instead. Always dead.
But I'm still here.
Crying asleep last night, thinking 'bout dying inside.
And I hope I don't.
But I'm still here.
Wallowing in tears last night, thinking 'bout dying inside.
And I hope I don't.
'Cause I'm still here.
Dying on this hill.
Cry myself rivers that I'll never swim.
Looking for a light while the night's going dim, and the walls caving in. Oh, tuck away your emotions.
They said you'll be fine instead.
No, tuck away your emotions.
They said you'll be fine instead.
God, I'm still here.
Crying asleep last night, thinking 'bout dying inside.
And I hope I don't.
But I'm still here.
Wallowing in tears last night, thinking 'bout dying inside.
And I hope I don't.
'Cause I'm still here.
Oh.
'Cause I'm still here.
English translation
Pretty little pill.
Get me out my feelings again, make me numb. Quiet these voices that tell me to run.
Hold back these tears that I drown in. But happy isn't real, is it?
Can anybody see the monster I've become?
A shell of myself as I'm walking through hell. No one can tell. So tuck away your emotions.
They said you'll be fine instead. Always dead.
But I'm still here.
Crying asleep last night, thinking 'bout dying inside.
And I hope I don't.
But I'm still here.
Wallowing in tears last night, thinking 'bout dying inside.
And I hope I don't.
'Cause I'm still here.
Dying on this hill.
Cry myself rivers that I'll never swim.
Looking for a light while the night's going dim, and the walls caving in. Oh, tuck away your emotions.
They said you'll be fine instead.
No, tuck away your emotions.
They said you'll be fine instead.
God, I'm still here.
Crying asleep last night, thinking 'bout dying inside.
And I hope I don't.
But I'm still here.
Wallowing in tears last night, thinking 'bout dying inside.
And I hope I don't.
'Cause I'm still here.
Oh.
'Cause I'm still here.