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Forth & Back
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Çıkış Tarihi13 Mart 2026
FirmaLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM139

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Loose Content
Loose Content
Performer
Milla Stewart-Long
Milla Stewart-Long
Lead Vocals
Sam Sanders
Sam Sanders
Electric Guitar
Aquila Porter
Aquila Porter
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Milla Stewart-Long
Milla Stewart-Long
Songwriter
Sam Sanders
Sam Sanders
Songwriter
Aquila Porter
Aquila Porter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan Luscombe
Dan Luscombe
Producer
Rohan Sforcina
Rohan Sforcina
Mixing Engineer
Lachlan Carrick
Lachlan Carrick
Mastering Engineer
Andrew Idge Hehir
Andrew Idge Hehir
Assistant Engineer

Şarkı sözleri

Falling apart and you're falling again.
You're falling apart, now they're calling your name.
It's all falling apart, cause you Fucked with the grain.
And I know my Grandma won't remember your name.
You're falling apart, still just stalling the bend.
No you won't get the part in the City of Same.
So we're back to the start, I'm a featherless wren.
Now they're calling it art, no one's copping the blame.
Spinning round all up and down,
Are ya Forth & back?
Fallin' apart, back to crawling again.
Crawl back to me, why don't ya?
Ran right off the chart, inched close to the flame.
The flame, it came, stayed, left and then went away.
Been onboard Noah's Ark since you prayed for the rain.
Don't you dare pray for the rain again!
When you spoke to my heart, I got lost outta frame-frameframe-frame-frame
Spinning round all up and down,
Are ya Forth & back?
I've been crying on the plane again
While the girl beside me plays pretend
with her plastic orange life raft
floating up and down the arm rest
And every time it nears the gap
Swear it'll fall into my lap,
Wish it'd tumble from her grip, slowly tip and let it slip,
So that my cold trembling hand could try awkwardly retrieve it
From underneath the seat and -
as I'd place it back into her little fingers I would lean in -
Whisper softly in her ear,
Be more careful sweetheart and watch out dear!
I wish I'd been more careful.
I wish I was less trusting.
Some awful part of me wishes
I was raised to be suspicious
And assuming, all consuming.
To never
smile at strangers.
To
always turn away.
To colour-in only in shades of grey.
I let my life raft float on deeper waters,
Let the current be my guide.
Cause there aren't rips in deeper waters
There aren't tricks beneath the tide.
But slowly, I assure you, I'd been drifting out to sea
Languidly lounging laughing as the world spat back at me.
So now my sleeve's all soggy.
I picked the window seat again.
I'll never choose the aisle.
I don't look pretty when my face turns red.
Written by: Aquila Porter, Milla Stewart-Long, Sam Sanders
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