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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mina Roth
Mina Roth
Songwriter
Easton Hayes
Easton Hayes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Blaine Ruth
Blaine Ruth
Producer

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You laid on my bed with my jeans on the floor
You said I think I hate you
I love you the worst and I love you the most
And I think that's my issue
You told me we're not gonna talk anymore
But I called you tonight and we talked like before
And I think if you meant any word that you said
I wouldn't be in your head
Wish I was dead to you
You're all that I dream of I wish you the best
Violate her mind and put mine to rest
I wish I could tell you why I stick around
Guess I'm stuck in a fly trap there's no getting out
There's no getting out
There's no getting out
There's no getting out
I cried in your arms as you told me you loved her
You held me like a babydoll
Tend after my I'm your rotten daisy
Wish you'd never picked me
I don't wanna be your flower crown
Told me we're not gonna fight anymore
But you called me tonight and we felt like before
And I think if you meant any word that you said
You wouldn't call me the names that you called me in bed
You're all that I dream of I wish you the best
Violate her mind and put mine to rest
I wish I could tell you why I stick around
Guess I'm stuck in a fly trap there's no getting out
There's no getting out
Drowning out ways just to keep us alive
You're the bane of my soul you're the high of my life
And I keep chasing after an old urban myth
That I know isn't real on the chance that it is
Written by: Claire Mina Roth, Easton Hayes
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