Crediti
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carter McLeod Jones
Songwriter
Matthew William Kerner
Songwriter
Brandon Keith Amaloo
Songwriter
Taylor James Ford
Songwriter
Rene Gutierrez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carter McLeod Jones
Engineer
Testi
Yeah, I've lost my touch
It seems I'll never get any better
At making friends or socializing
I'd wait outside your rooms
A pest only an exterminator could remove
Forced my way inside, only to be refused
I'm sorry to intrude
I guess you go home and try to forget
That nobody wants you
Acts like you had no clue
But everybody tells you so
Caught in the undertow, you're all alone
I watched them play from my window
I'd try to join but couldn't hold my own
Became the target for every joke
How could I have known?
I guess you go home and try to forget
That nobody wants you
Acts like you had no clue
But everybody tells you so
Caught in the undertow, you're all alone, yeah
Didn't need them once I found myself
I wrote a million songs as a
Cure-all, it helped me see
The truth about it all, in hindsight
I hoped maybe I could go again, yeah
Look at what it did, yeah, yeah
Look at what it did, yeah, yeah
Look at what it did, yeah
Look at what it did!
Writer(s): Brandon Amaloo, Carter Jones, Matt Kerner, Rene Gutierrez, Taylor Ford
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