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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kassi Ashton
Kassi Ashton
Vocals
Josh Kerr
Josh Kerr
Electric Guitar
Eli Beaird
Eli Beaird
Bass
David Dorn
David Dorn
Keyboards
Evan Hutchings
Evan Hutchings
Drums
Justin Ostrander
Justin Ostrander
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kassi Ashton
Kassi Ashton
Composer
Josh Kerr
Josh Kerr
Composer
Jason Saenz
Jason Saenz
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Josh Kerr
Josh Kerr
Co-Producer
Luke Laird
Luke Laird
Producer
David Baker
David Baker
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Rob Kinelski
Rob Kinelski
Mixing Engineer
Dustin Richardson
Dustin Richardson
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jim Cooley
Jim Cooley
Recording Engineer
Kenneth Samuel
Kenneth Samuel
Editing Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer

Songtexte

Why am I forgetting I was only feeling heaven Two out of the seven days a week Why do I remember only summer not December When your hands were cold your lips were hot on me I got good at alibis, fantasize, romanticize about the better times Maybe I should hopeless Then maybe I could care less Maybe I could call you just an excuse for all the stupid shit I do Maybe I should feel less Then I could drop a couple tears less Take a few degrees off of this hot mess Stop leaving this last time dress on your floor And be a little more hopeless Tell me how you know to turn a fast rolling locomotive to a slow motion trainwreck My head told my heart just to look away running and my veins ain't tell my brain yet I got good at telling lies, sympathize, apologize every single time Maybe I should hopeless Then maybe I could care less Maybe I could call you just an excuse for all the stupid shit I do Maybe I should feel less Then I could drop a couple tears less Take a few degrees off of this hot mess Stop leaving this last time dress on your floor And be a little more hopeless Why am I forgetting I was only feeling heaven Two out of the seven days a week Maybe I should hopeless Then maybe I could care less Maybe I could call you just an excuse for all the stupid shit I do Maybe I should feel less Then I could drop a couple tears less Take a few degrees off of this hot mess Stop leaving this last time dress on your floor And be a little more hopeless Hopeless, be a little more hope less
Writer(s): Kassi Ashton, Jason Saenz, Joshua Kerr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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