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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rika
Rika
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rika
Rika
Songwriter
Joe Kearns
Joe Kearns
Composer
Nikita Mehta
Nikita Mehta
Songwriter
Riz Shain
Riz Shain
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe Kearns
Joe Kearns
Producer
Riz Shain
Riz Shain
Producer
Pixl
Pixl
Mixing Engineer
Abhijay Shama
Abhijay Shama
Producer

Στίχοι

When I was younger Had no fears of getting older Now it's creeping up on me Like a sleeve that's slowly rides up on your arm Climb in the bed I hold the hands of pretty strangers Just so I can keep pretending It's the feeling of my mother's lovin' arms Why cant i make the same mistakes the way i used to? No one to tie all my shoelaces like they used to? When did they let go of my hands? Don't they understand? Oh I Oh I I I don't want to live like a grown up anymore I I feel so lost and lonely can I go back home? Home, why can't I go back home? My keys won't fit the door, I wanna go back home Home Now that I'm older Oh, The realizations cold If you need someone to lean on Everybody's got a problem of their own I call my father In the hopes of finding comfort When we talk about our week We both make believe that we don't feel alone Why cant i make the same mistakes the way i used to? No one to tie all my shoelaces like they used to? When did they let go of my hands? Don't they understand? Oh I Oh I I I don't want to live like a grown up anymore I I feel so lost and lonely can I go back home? Home, I wanna go back home? My keys won't fit the door, why can't I go back home? Home Home I wanna go back home My keys wont fit the door I wanna go back home Home
Writer(s): Joe Kearns, Nikita Mehta, Rika, Riz Shain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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