Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Maria Mena
Interprète
Martin Sjølie
Piano
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Maria Mena
Composition
Martin Sjølie
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Martin Sjølie
Production
Jamie Snell
Ingénierie de mixage
Björn Engelmann
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
[Verse 1]
Temper, looks like a bomb, went off on my side of the room
Simple, say you fell and you hurt yourself
Pick up the glass up, get the bloom
You're tired, it's time to realize
We're not wired the same, and that is why
When we argue, we rarely come back from it with whole souls
[Verse 2]
We talk like they talked where I come from
We fight like they fought where I come from
And I'd rather be alone
Then end up inside a home
Like the one I come from
[Verse 3]
Used to pity the lovers who claimed they'd grown apart
Lately, I've played with the thought of gettin out, a brand new start
'Cause I'm tired, it's time to realize
We're not wired the same, and that is why
When we argue, we rarely come back from it with whole souls
[Verse 4]
We talk like they talked where I come from
We fight like they fought where I come from
And I'd rather be alone
Then end up inside a home
Like the one I come from
Written by: Maria Mena, Martin Sjølie