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Heavy Lyrics by Elli Ingram

I've gotten heavy
Nobody wanna hold me up
Ain't asking for help
I'm stubborn and I know myself
I've gotten heavy
Nobody wanna hold me up
Ain't asking for help
I should be strong enough to do it myself

But I haven't slept in weeks, not a wink
It must be all the drink
Yeah, it keeps me up, makes me think too much, too deep
I'm too young to feel this shit
I wonder how long I can hold my breath
(One, two, three, four)

I think the shy looks pretty
Even though the weather's shitty
I bet you right now that behind all the clouds are blue
I'm telling you
I think there's hop up there for me
Maybе I can finally meet Amy
Just gotta get out of this old city

Trying to relax
Kick back, put on the TV
Gavе up on myself
Started writing my CV
Jackie didn't help
She's always talking money this and money that
Get a job instead of sitting ‘round and getting fat

I haven't slept in weeks, not a wink
It must be all the drink
Yeah, it keeps me up, makes me think too much, too deep
I'm too young to feel this shit
I wonder how long I can hold my breath
(One, two, three, four)

I think the shy looks pretty
Even though the weather's shitty
I bet you right now that behind all the clouds are blue
I'm telling you
I think there's hop up there for me
Maybe I can finally meet Amy
Just gotta get out of this old city

What's meant to be will be
If I go under, don't save me
I'm not afraid
No, I'm not afraid
‘Cause I bet I'll get played
Better get paid
Send it to my mama and my family estate
Hit a billion plays
Label gets paid from another dead singer
But now you know my name

I think the shy looks pretty
Even though the weather's shitty
I bet you right now that behind all the clouds are blue
I'm telling you
I think there's hop up there for me
Maybe I can finally meet Amy
Just gotta get out of this old city

Got to get out
Got to get out
Don't wanna be here anymore

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