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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brian Victor Macdonald
Brian Victor Macdonald
Keyboards
Alex Babinski
Alex Babinski
Lead Guitar
PVRIS
PVRIS
Vocals
Sierra Kusterbeck
Sierra Kusterbeck
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PVRIS
PVRIS
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Blake Harnage
Blake Harnage
Recording Engineer
Jeff Juliano
Jeff Juliano
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I feel you in these walls You're a cold air creeping in Chill me to my bones and skin I heard you down the hall But it's vacant when I'm looking in Oh, who let you in? You walk around like you own the place But you never say anything I caught you walking straight through my walls Guess it was all my fault, I think I let you in Never thought that I would feel like this Such a mess when I'm in your presence I've had enough, think you've been making me sick Gotta get you out of my system, yeah It's my house (my house) And I think it's time to get out It's my soul (it's my soul) It isn't yours anymore It's my house (my house) And I think it's time to get out Yeah, I think it's time to get out You're at my bedroom door Heard your footsteps on the floor Closer than ever before And now you're in my room You're a cold air creeping through Under sheets avoiding you You walk around I can hear you pace Circling my bed frame Oh But, now we're face to face Head on my pillowcase But darling, you can't stay Never thought that I would feel like this Such a mess when I'm in your presence I've had enough, I think you've been making me sick Gotta get you out of my system, yeah It's my house (my house) And I think it's time to get out It's my soul (it's my soul) It isn't yours anymore It's my house (my house) And I think it's time to get out Yeah, I think it's time to get out Haven't you heard? I'm not yours anymore I'm not yours anymore It's my soul (And I think it's time to get out) Haven't you heard? I'm not yours anymore I'm not yours anymore It's my house (I feel you in these walls) (You're a cold air creeping in) (Chill me to my bones and skin) (Never thought that I would feel like this) (Such a mess when I'm in your presence) (I've had enough) (I think you've been making me sick) It's my house (my house) And I think it's time to get out It's my soul (it's my soul) It isn't yours anymore It's my house (my house) And I think it's time to get out Yeah, I think it's time to get out Yeah, Yeah Woah Yeah, I think it's time to get out
Writer(s): Lyndsey Gerd Gunnulfsen, Blake Preston Harnage Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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