Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Keylime
Keylime
Performer
Colin Lime
Colin Lime
Electric Guitar
Sam Fox
Sam Fox
Tenor Saxophone
Jack Thompson
Jack Thompson
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Colin Lime
Colin Lime
Composer
Jack Thompson
Jack Thompson
Composer
Frederick Steinmetz
Frederick Steinmetz
Lyrics
Brion Whyte
Brion Whyte
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Colin Lime
Colin Lime
Producer
Jacob Henbest
Jacob Henbest
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Traveling tryna go over the moon
Javelin stabbin’ me, opening wounds
Grapple with insecure thoughts in my room
Dealin’ with lies that may come true
Yo
Clinging to me make it harder to breathe
Your problems are all that I see
Multiple choices, A, B, or C
Or all the above
And there is a spectrum of answers
Damsels are lost in distress
This flame is too big for a lantern
Banter is making her stress, mmm
Say she could love me no matter the distance
Scary for me gettin’ harder to witness
Don’t let her go, try harder to hold on
Do it for love, cos you gon’ be
Traveling tryna go over the moon
Javelin stabbin’ me, opening wounds
Grapple with insecure thoughts in my room
Dealin’ with lies that may come true
Walk the streets when the city lights low
Incognito, keepin’ us low
Takin’ it slow
Goin’ with all of the motions
Sailing her boat, getting lost in the ocean
Telling’ her no, cos I’m guarding my soul
Empty my soul, got some lessons to learn
Innocence gone, got some blessings to burn
Ashes away, tucked away in an urn
Got a payment to earn
and I know I’m gon’ earn it as I’m
Traveling tryna go over the moon
Javelin stabbin’ me, opening wounds
Grapple with insecure thoughts in my room
Dealin’ with lies that may come true
Got me diving off the deep end
Show me some love when I'm feeling the lows
It gon' find me when I need it the most
Origami got me riding your folds
Light waves off them white tones
Keep me so stable I muddle these high notes
I've been right there when you feel like your mind gone
We be trippin' off the eye to eye
I don't like advice no
We been back and forth
Up and down up against walls
'Till we find what we looking for
Just to find a common ground just to find what we argue about
Thn we wake up and say we alright
And I leave at the end of the night and I tell you I'm fine
With a lot on my mind
And a knot in my chest
And a thorn in my side
But I still call you mine okay
I still call you mine okay
I been a write away
I mean a product of life and some time away
Love be so stuck on my mind I want swallow it
So I been
Traveling tryna go over the moon
Javelin stabbin’ me, opening wounds
Grapple with insecure thoughts in my room
Dealin’ with lies that may come true
Written by: Brion Whyte, Colin Lime, Frederick Steinmetz, Jack Thompson
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