Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Adam Juhl
Sampler
Phlake
Sampler
Jonathan Elkær
Keyboards
Troels Nielsen
Keyboards
Mads Bo Iversen
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Elkær
Songwriter
August Fogh
Composer
Troels Nielsen
Songwriter
Mads Bo Iversen
Songwriter
Gisli Gislason
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam Juhl
Producer
Jonathan Elkær
Producer
Troels Nielsen
Mixing Engineer
Bless You
Producer
Jesper Vivid Vestergaard
Mastering Engineer
Songtexte
All my feelings feel way too much for me, now I'm breaking
But I ain't got time for that right now, so I keep bailing
Out on deals I make with myself when I fall asleep
'Cause these days I don't have a dream
How will I ever grow?
With this handful of seeds
I'm fed up, It's me I decieve
I'm tryna let it go
I keep haunting my dreams
I'm fed up, I can't fall asleep
Can't fall asleep
Hold up, I'm picking up the pieces
No luck, I've been running on my knees
Ain't nobody told me
How hard it is to hug your enemies
I'm getting there slowly
Got a vendetta with who I used to be
My emotions plan an ambush on me, but I see them coming
An army suited up for war, but they shoot for nothing
I keep telling on myself, I'm my own worst enemy
But these days I trick myself to sleep
How will I ever grow?
With this handful of seeds
How will I ever know?
How to fight what I see
I'm tryna let it go
I keep haunting my dreams
I'm fed up, I can't fall asleep
Can't fall asleep
Hold up, I'm picking up the pieces
No luck, I've been running on my knees
Ain't nobody told me
How hard it is to hug your enemies
I'm getting there slowly
Got a vendetta with who I used to be
Sick of all, of all the wicked thoughts
That keep on picking on, my mind
Written by: August Moeller Fogh, Gisli Gislason, Jonathan Elkær, Jonathan Nielsen, Mads Bo Iversen, Troels Nielsen

