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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Esbie Fonte
Esbie Fonte
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Esbie Fonte
Esbie Fonte
Composer
Peter Tilley
Peter Tilley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Esbie Fonte
Esbie Fonte
Producer
Peter Tilley
Peter Tilley
Producer

Lyrics

Give me the sign I am trying to find 'Cause lately, I'm going out of my mind Give me the comfort that you used to carry When we just get high and getting older wasn't scary Do you ever think about when we were kids? (We were kids) Do you ever miss my mouth when we would kiss? (We would kiss) Time is moving faster, I am a moving disaster And I can't pick up my pieces, I am a basket case in season I used to pretend that I didn't really like you You were like a dog, you waited on my every move Don't leave, just sit here, in silence digging our own ditch 'Cause growing old is weakness and growing old's a bitch Do you ever think about when we were kids? (We were kids) Do you ever miss my mouth when we would kiss? (We would kiss) Time is moving faster, I am a moving disaster And I can't pick up my pieces, I am a basket case in season Dig or take me back Back again Dig or take me back Back to your apartment floor The dusty shelves, the falling-apart-door Love drunk, love sick, now I've had it Romance, habit growing static Dig or take me back (love drunk) Back again (love sick) Dig or take me back (now I've had it) back to when I used to make fun of you, I had too much attitude (Now time is moving faster) I loved you too much, I was so punch-drunk I couldn't see you (I'm a moving disaster and I can't pick up my pieces) I am a basket case in season (I am a basket case in season, basket case in season)
Writer(s): Pharrell L. Williams, Chad Hugo, Calvin Cordazor Broadus, C. Wilson, L. Simmons, R. Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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