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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ada Marques
Ada Marques
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Reynolds
Chris Reynolds
Producer

Lyrics

The trace of every pen always leads me back to you Days are in shades of sapphire blue Heard you're doing well, dusted off your shelves To make to some room to take all you can can get And who am I to remain in your head And why pull the same threads Does it ring a bell when their lips form my name Do you even feel a sting Cause I find you bleed through every line Tired apathy, clumsy niceties Wish that's all you would get from me But I can't do that, I just sit and play it back The salt air, little lies and torn up laces And so it goes, pages turn and its fine Don't mind me, I'm just wasting time Does it ring a bell when their lips form my name Do you even feel a sting Cause I find you bleed through every line Don't mind me, don't mind me Don't mind me, don't mind me Don't mind me, don't mind me Don't mind me, don't mind me Don't mind me, don't mind me Don't mind me, don't mind me Does it ring a bell Does it ring a bell The trace of every pen always leads me back to you
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