Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
LOGE
Vocals
Luka Orenda
Music Director
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Logan Richard Dinges
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LOGE
Producer
Matee
Producer
Lyrics
I'ma know where we started Breaking my heart, who woulda thought it
I got heavenly thoughts, but this pain don't get no rest
I ain't no saint, but I do my best I promise that I want it
But what would you do if I lost it
With the epitaph, cross your mind, am I on that page
Know that I'm behind, but I'm not too late
Cause I ain't no saint
It's getting harder to follow
Looking at it close, but that feeling is follow
Try to find my part to fit the puzzle that I know
You can have my heart, is it okay if it's hollow
Case closed, the fate closed
Paints a picture on my fake toes, I paint it gold
Is this really where my faith goes
The hate grows for the outcome of a saint though
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Can't quite see these vines up there
And I know you're real in those waves of doubt
But they getting too high, so I'm getting washed out
I keep myself and keep it on the low
My brain so hot, but my spine gets cold
I know you're right, but why is what's left
Just a feeling all by myself
I'ma know where we started
Breaking my heart, who woulda thought it
I got heavenly thoughts, but this pain don't get no rest
I ain't no saint, but I do my best
I promise that I want it
But what would you do if I lost it
With that petite crush on mine, am I on that page
Know that I'm behind, but am I too late
Cause I ain't no saint
Cause I ain't no
Cause I ain't no saint
Cause I ain't no
No
Written by: Logan Richard Dinges