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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
August Ubeda
Performer
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
August Ubeda
Composer
Derek Proch
Composer
Adam Genie
Composer
Juan José Linés Núñez
Composer
Jack Quade
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Derek Proch
Producer
Adam Genie
Producer
Jack Quade
Producer
Lyrics
I don't know why you would call me back I thought we ended it all
last night You're lighting up what we just had left You're making
everything seem alright I don't know how you don't realize,
Oh You're tearing up what we had revived,
sso many times I promise, I can't just let you go, no.
Just rip my clothes of, throw me back out,
I can't hold back no more I am so worn out Feeling like we're pulling
left and right But I just somehow Keep on falling back into this mess
I'm tearing up my self Even though I know there's not much left But I
just don't care I gotta see you one last time So we're back in that
same old bed Feeling just like when we first met You look so good
around 6 AM Let's just stay a while,
let's pretend I don't know how i could be so blind,
oh I can't believe I just pressed rewind,
yet one more time I'm sorry I can't just let you go,
no I ripped your clothes off, threw you back out,
couldn't hold back no more I am so worn out Feeling like we're
pulling left and right But I just somehow Keep on falling back into
this mess I'm tearing up my self Even though I know there's not much
left But I just don't care I gotta see you one last time I am so worn
out Feeling like we're pulling left and right But I just somehow Keep
on falling back into this mess I'm tearing up my self Even though I
know there's not much left But I just
don't care I gotta see you one last time
Writer(s): Derek Michael Proch, August Amundsen Ubeda, Adam Jr Genie, Jackson James Quade
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