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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KT Tunstall
KT Tunstall
Vocals
George Vjestica
George Vjestica
Guitar
Arnulf Lindner
Arnulf Lindner
Bass Guitar
Luke Bullen
Luke Bullen
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin Terefe
Martin Terefe
Songwriter
Kate Victoria Tunstall
Kate Victoria Tunstall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Osborne
Steve Osborne
Producer
Ren Swan
Ren Swan
Mixing Engineer
Dick Beetham
Dick Beetham
Mastering Engineer
Bruno Ellingham
Bruno Ellingham
Engineer
Graham Deas
Graham Deas
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

I'm trying to put this thing to bed I've drugged it in its sleep There isn't many memories I'm comfortable to keep This ball keeps rolling on It's heading for the streets Keep expecting you to send for me The invitation never comes Each time I turn around There's nothing there at all So tell me why I feel like I'm up against a wall But maybe it's a false alarm And every answer sounds the same Just colors bleeding into one It hasn't got a name Maybe I can't see Maybe it's just me And now the curtain's coming up The audience is still I'm struggling to cater for The space I'm meant to fill And distance doesn't care No distance doesn't care Each time I turn around There's nothing there at all So tell me why I feel like I'm up against a wall But maybe it's a false alarm And every answer sounds the same Just colors bleeding into one It hasn't got a name Maybe I can't see Maybe it's just me I'm trying to put this thing to bed I drugged it in its sleep Remember what you said Are you comfortable to keep it? Keep it
Writer(s): Martin Terefe, Kt Tunstall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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