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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Dorothy Miranda Clark
Voix principales
Ross Craib
Batterie
Evan Edinger
Chœurs
Elena Abad
Violon
Will Harvey
Alto
Daniel J Layton
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Dorothy Miranda Clark
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Joe Rubel
Production
Paroles
[Verse 1]
Could it be different?
Did I ruin the day?
Oh do you look angry?
Oh what did I say?
[Verse 2]
Filling in the gaps
Build a problem that neither of us need
Something wrong with me
[Verse 3]
I'm getting desperate
Losing my mind
Oh how do we get here
Every time?
[Verse 4]
One will fold their arms
One will do the dance
Really is no need
Something wrong with me
[Verse 5]
No, I don't think I can help it
(No)
[Verse 6]
Oh so illogical
I'm not magical
I can't read your mind
But how can you not hear
The whole conversation I have sitting still with a brain on fire?
I know it's a me thing
Eyes closed isn't helping
When you go quiet I hate myself
When you go quiet I hate myself
[Verse 7]
Look at you sideways
Playing a game
Oh what if I laugh now?
I think I'm insane
[Verse 8]
Filling in the gaps
Build a problem that neither of us need
Something wrong with me
[Verse 9]
Pushing a boundary
Something to prove
Strong expectation
You already lose
[Verse 10]
Oh one will fold their arms
One will do the dance
Really is no need
Something wrong with me
[Verse 11]
No, I don't think I can help it
[Verse 12]
Oh so illogical
I'm not magical
I can't read your mind
But how can you not hear
The whole conversation I have sitting still with a brain on fire?
I know it's a me thing
Eyes closed isn't helping
When you go quiet I hate myself
When you go quiet I hate myself
[Verse 13]
Give me a mystery
Maybe they'll bloom for me
It's always the quiet ones
Oh something here must be done
I'm open and ready here
I don't think they get me, dear
I'm only proving how
I'm only worth losing now
[Verse 14]
Give me a mystery
Maybe they'll bloom for me
It's always the quiet ones
Something here must be done
I'm open and ready here
I don't think they get me, dear
(When you go quiet I hate myself)
I don't think they get me, dear (No, I don't)
[Verse 15]
Give me a mystery
Maybe they'll bloom for me
It's always the quiet ones
Something here must be done
I'm open and ready here
I don't think they get me, dear
(When you go quiet I hate myself)
I don't think they get me, dear
[Verse 16]
No, I don't think I can help it
No, I don't think I can help it
No, I don't think I can help it
I don't think I can help it
No, I don't think I can help it
Written by: Dorothy Miranda Clark
