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GRANT - "Gone" - Ingrid Session 2018"
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
GRANT
GRANT
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Kvint
Peter Kvint
Composer
Alma Caroline Cederlöf
Alma Caroline Cederlöf
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Peter Kvint
Peter Kvint
Producer
Henrik Edenhed
Henrik Edenhed
Mixing Engineer
Henrik Jonsson
Henrik Jonsson
Mastering Engineer
Johan T Karlsson
Johan T Karlsson
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I'm on the kitchen floor Beat down and feeling sore I blame my tears, my made-up fears Her cool eyes are haunting me I let down her faith in me I lusted fights just to feel alive I'm sorry for what I've done A fucked mind can act so dumb It just runs along Though I know I do you wrong I don't know how to act If you never call me back Sad core and back to black Kicks and stoned I don't know how to act Just trust me, I love you bad Whatever the vice I have I'll make it up I'm gone, gone out of my mi-mi-mind I'm gone, gone out of my mi-mi-mi-mind I wanna feel good again Just feel like my own best friend And trust your words when you say we're good There's something inside of me A restless dramatic tease And it ends in tears because of the shame and the fear I'm sorry for what I've done A fucked mind can act so dumb It just runs along Though I know I do you wrong I don't know how to act If you never call me back Sad pop and back to black Kicks and stoned I don't know how to act Just trust me, I love you bad Whatever the vice I have I'll make it up I'm gone, gone out of my mi-mi-mind I'm gone, gone out of my mi-mi-mi-mind What would I be without you? Believe me, my baby, I love you I'm just too high, I'm just too high The weight of the heart is a gangster It weathers to cause a disaster And those who you love will move faster Leave you high and dry Her cool eyes are haunting me I let down her faith in me I lusted fights just to feel alive I don't know how to act If you never call me back Sad core and back to black Kicks and stoned I don't know how to act Just trust me, I love you bad Whatever the vice I have I'll make it up I'm gone (gone), gone (gone) out of my mi-mi-mind I'm gone (gone), gone (gone) out of my mi-mi-mi-mind I'm gone (gone), gone (gone) out of my mi-mi-mind I'm gone (gone), gone (gone) out of my mi-mi-mi-mind
Writer(s): Peter Sven Kvint, Caroline Cederlof Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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