Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beddy Rays
Beddy Rays
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Cochran
Matt Cochran
Composer
Bradley O'Connor
Bradley O'Connor
Songwriter
Jackson Van Issum
Jackson Van Issum
Songwriter
Lewis McKenna
Lewis McKenna
Songwriter
Benjamin Wade
Benjamin Wade
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brock Weston
Brock Weston
Producer

Lyrics

Got caught up in a moment when my mind went south
Heading north bound on a getaway to leave this house
Coffee stops are all I got to keep me sound
Not coming down again
Will I fuck it up, will I make a mess or prove me wrong?
Same old song and dance
Let's sing along, weekends never lied to me
And I heard that she's coming round
I don't think I'm coming down
I don't think I'm coming down
Passing scenes in my front screen and time slowed down
Cigarettes will hit chest until my lungs give out
Coffee stops are all I got to save me now
Not coming down again
Will I fuck it up, will I make a mess or prove me wrong?
Same old song and dance
Let's sing along, weekends never lied to me
And I heard that she's coming round
I don't think I'm coming down
I don't think I'm coming down
Will I fuck it up, will I make a mess or prove me wrong?
Same old song and dance
Let's sing along, weekends never lied to me
And I heard that she's coming round
I don't think I'm coming down
I don't think I'm coming down
Coming down, I don't think I'm coming round
Coming down, I don't think I'm coming round
Coming down, I don't think I'm coming round
Coming down, I don't think I'm coming round
Written by: Benjamin Wade, Bradley O'Connor, Jackson Van Issum, Lewis McKenna, Matt Cochran
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