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INTERPRÉTATION
PinkPantheress
PinkPantheress
Chant
Zach Nahome
Zach Nahome
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Zach Nahome
Zach Nahome
Paroles/Composition
Victoria Beverley Walker
Victoria Beverley Walker
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
PinkPantheress
PinkPantheress
Production
Zach Nahome
Zach Nahome
Production
Finn Howells
Finn Howells
Ingénierie
Stuart Hawkes
Stuart Hawkes
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Jonny Breakwell
Jonny Breakwell
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

I wrote this letter to remind myself the reasons I'm alive I got to reason number five With my pen, I wrote on and I tried To find words that described all the times I caught myself and realised, there are good things just ahead of me But right now, it gets hard to believe That I know that I'm safe when I leave And you can't speak to me And when I can't receive The words I know you mean Nothing can set me free And I was breaking but a little part of me thinks that I'm glad I can go through things that make me sad It's the only time off that I've had Any more then I start to go mad Reason that I had at number one (was I liked you) Never feeling like I've been loved (at number two) And like the feeling I've been counting up (I can't choose) But you're never far because you can't Speak to me And when I can't receive The words I know you mean Nothing can set me free (it's better you leave me be) Reason that I had at number one (was I liked you) Never feeling like I've been loved (at number two, yeah) And like the feeling of the counting up (I can't choose) But you're never far because you can't (can't) Reason that I had at number one (was I liked you) Never feeling like I've been loved (at number two) And like the feeling of the counting up (I can't choose) But you're never far because you can't
Writer(s): Zach Nahome, Victoria Walker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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