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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gabe Wax
Gabe Wax
Keyboards
Sophie Allison
Sophie Allison
Vocals
Rodrigo Avendano
Rodrigo Avendano
Keyboards
Julian Powell
Julian Powell
Electric Guitar
Graeme Goetz
Graeme Goetz
Bass Guitar
Ryan Elwell
Ryan Elwell
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sophie Allison
Sophie Allison
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gabe Wax
Gabe Wax
Producer

Lyrics

Fear lingering Running through my heart like a wild stream Just a little kid Blood flowing into my rosy cheeks Now a river runs red From my knuckles into the sink And there's a pale girl Staring through the mirror at me Maybe it's just a dream Wish I could go back to sleep Hydrangeas Blooming off the branches on park trees It's a half-hearted calm The way I've felt since I was thirteen 'Cause I may not feel it now Covered up the wounds with my long sleeves But I know it's waiting there Swimming through my bloodstream And it's gonna come for me Yeah, it's gonna come for me What did you have that I didn't? And why am I so blue? Someone's talking in my forehead That says, "I'll never be like you" Happiness is like a firefly On summer free evenings Feel it slipping through my fingers But I can't catch it in my hands Catch it in my Old memories Ribbons running down from my bare knees I ran too fast Fell down on my face in the concrete I guess the lesson's learned I barely left my room in the past week And I've got my guard up Trying all the time to stay clean I don't feel anything I don't feel anything What did you have that I didn't? And why am I so fucked? There's someone talking in my forehead That says, "I'll never be enough" And happiness is like a firefly On summer evenings Feel it slipping through my fingers But I can't catch it in my hands Catch it in my
Writer(s): Amir Izadkhah, John Mcdaid, Edward Christopher Sheeran, Piers Sean Aggett, Gary Lightbody, Kesi Dryden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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