Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tom Aspaul
Tom Aspaul
Vocals
Sacha Savory
Sacha Savory
Additional Vocals
Gil Lewis
Gil Lewis
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Aspaul
Tom Aspaul
Songwriter
Gil Lewis
Gil Lewis
Songwriter
Grace Medford
Grace Medford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Aspaul
Tom Aspaul
Producer
Gil Lewis
Gil Lewis
Producer
Josh Ager
Josh Ager
Mastering Engineer

Texty

[Verse 1]
I haven't been to sleep yet
Even though it's daytime
And I need to light a cigarette
I really, really need to unwind
Lying on my friend's bed
She don't even know it
'Cause she's somewhere down in Mexico
The towel's on the mattress
She don't even know it
There's a boy at the front door
[Chorus]
Come inside, come inside
And make yourself at home
Even though it's not my place
No one has to know, no, no
[Verse 2]
Oh
So have you been to sleep yet?
He answers with a smile
Diet Coke, just don't spill it on the bedspread, boy
Your mouth's a little dry
He's trying not to touch anything except me
But he gets a little heated
And when the moment comes, no, it's not easy
But we won't be defeated
[Chorus]
Come inside, come inside
Make yourself at home
Even though it's not my place
No one has to know, no, no
[Bridge]
Ooh-ooh
I really should contain this
To one room
But who's gonna explain this?
[Chorus]
Come inside, come inside
And make yourself at home
Even though it's not my place
No one has to know, no, no
[Outro]
Ooh-ooh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
To one room (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And we'll leave no trace
No witness, no riot
'Cause it's not my place
And the walls will stay quiet
Written by: Gil Lewis, Grace Medford, Tom Aspaul
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