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Sam Carter
Sam Carter
Songwriter
Lucas Simblet
Lucas Simblet
Songwriter
Phillip Mardirossian
Phillip Mardirossian
Songwriter

Letra

Well have you seen the signs lately
You've probably just picked up on one or two
A common trope I often see
Is the lack of interest trying something new
Every step I try to take
Just feels like another step away from you
Even if it's for my own sake
I'm just not sure that it's what I want to do
Well it hurts so bad
Trick I can't land
I'll take everything I needed and just throw it all away
For this fad
Twenty five hundreds enough but I know it's sixty two when you're back home
And all the love I wanna give
Well it doesn't seem to work over the phone
But when I'm back I'll make it up
I promise I'll be much better this time
I'll make intentions much more clear
Instead of just sitting there waiting for a sign
Well it hurts so bad
Trick I can't land
I'll take everything I needed and just throw it all away
For this fad
Gonna lose your eyes
A fact I just despise
And everything I try to say
Comes out as half a lie
Well it hurts so bad
Trick I can't land
I'll take everything I needed and just throw it all away
For this fad
Written by: Lucas Simblet, Phillip Mardirossian, Sam Carter
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