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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Whiteman
Sean Whiteman
Songwriter
Marcus Reardon
Marcus Reardon
Songwriter
Tim Willsey
Tim Willsey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tim Willsey
Tim Willsey
Mixing Engineer
Sean Whiteman
Sean Whiteman
Producer

Lyrics

If I could pretend today Was my favorite holiday I'd probably just sit and wait right here Lately I've been feeling down Still got ten toes on the ground I'm still holding on to something dear Told me it's about time to let go You a shadow of the person I know Pack my bags, take a trip to the snow Tryna figure how you've gotten so cold After all the things that I'm owed Got you prayin' that you never exposed Think it's time for me to reap what I sow Never change, still stick to the code Every time like symphonies But the voice in my head won't sing for me Don't think I'll heal ever I hope you feel better Gave you all my dignity I been lost and my mind won't send for me Some things I'll keep forever I hope you feel better Said you got me feelin' violent Open up my eyelids But they're stuck right now Should've got it all in writing Got me all excited I ain't up right now You never saw the best of me Always second guessing me I won't give the recipe But you gon' need a remedy Told me it's about time to let go You a shadow of the person I know Pack my bags, take a trip to the snow Tryna figure how you've gotten so cold After all the things that I'm owed Got you prayin' that you never exposed Think it's time for me to reap what I sow Never change, still stick to the code Every time like symphonies But the voice in my head won't sing for me Don't think I'll heal ever I hope you feel better Gave you all my dignity I been lost and my mind won't send for me Some things I'll keep forever I hope you feel better Your orchestra that plays too loud Not playing loud enough right now Those sounds that bring me to my knees Became the soundtrack to your dreams I keep that beating in my chest Just know I played for you my best With every note you'll ever need Another piece is incomplete Sloppy with the wording We getting petty galore We should be getting steady We getting ready for war Should be up and running and never takin' defeat I'm pickin' up all the weapons And takin 'em to the streets Every time like symphonies But the voice in my head won't sing for me Don't think I'll heal ever I hope you feel better Gave you all my dignity I been lost and my mind won't send for me Some things I'll keep forever I hope you feel better
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