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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
NOTD
Performer
Riley Biederer
Vocals
Tobias Danielsson
Performer
Samuel Brandt
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Riley Biederer
Composer
Tobias Danielsson
Composer
Samuel Brandt
Composer
Heather Sommer
Composer
Adam Turley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NOTD
Producer
Tobias Danielsson
Producer
Samuel Brandt
Producer
Miles Walker
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I've been screaming three words in my head
Say it under my breath instead
'Cause I don't wanna come on too-
Hot and heavy
You put on your jeans and I keep reinventing
Ways to be around the bush
Not obsessing, 'least that's what I tell myself
Fuck, but I'm pretending
Mm, I try to make colossal feelings look casual
Clinging on to my last bit of self-control
Mm-mm
I've been screaming three words in my head
Say it under my breath instead
'Cause I don't wanna come on too-
What if it slips off my lips
Then everything goes to shit, can't fix it
I don't wanna come on too strong
But I'm bound to spill my feelings on the dinner table
Or in between the drink at the party
And I probably could've said it right before you left
But I intentionally forget to mention that I love you
I'm a cynic
Maybe something in the water makes me pessimistic
I'm tryna make it all make sense
Terrifying, throwing my heart out on the line
So I keep it in
Mm, I try to make colossal feelings look casual
Clinging on to my last bit of self-control
Oh, no, no
I've been screaming three words in my head
Say it under my breath instead
'Cause I don't wanna come on too-
What if it slips off my lips
Then everything goes to shit, can't fix it
I don't wanna come on too strong
But I'm bound to spill my feelings on the dinner table
Or in between the drink at the party
And I probably could've said it right before you left
But I intentionally forget to mention that I love you
Baby, I'm a walking, stalling, ticking, time-bomb
Ghosts I feel in the pockets of the silence
They're talking in my sleep
Drinking a coffee
I've been screaming three words in my head
Say it under my breath instead
'Cause I don't wanna come on too-
What if it slips off my lips
Then everything goes to shit, can't fix it
I don't wanna come on too strong
But I'm bound to spill my feelings on the dinner table
Or in between the drink at the party
And I probably could've said it right before you left
But I intentionally forget to mention that I love you
Love you, babe
Love, love you
Writer(s): Samuel Brandt, Riley Biederer, Heather Sommer, Adam Turley
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