Créditos
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Nate Mitchell
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Nate Mitchell
Songwriter:in
Letras
i don’t talk to my friends anymore i gave up and chose you
it was deeper than you coming around and killing the mood
i don’t think proper healing from all that ever came around
now it lives in my back pocket when i wanna bring you down
for me it’s yelling and blowing up at the little things
for you it’s lying and getting too angry when i drink
we’re in this too deep
deep down we both know
know it’s bad, but don’t let me go
caught a flight back home to rethink everything from these 4 years
tryna get people around me to tell me how i got here
you’re worried i’m leaving you
you get scared and insecure
that makes me wanna leave more
i don’t know what to do, no
was it a waste of time if we throw this all down the drain
or should we try to see what’s on the other side of pain
dirty looks from your side eye mentioning these certain names
can we grow the fuck up and get along fore i’m insane
resentment towards you every time i think about it
if it comes up you know i beat around it
til you throw me in the deep end of the reasons that we drowning
seasons turn to demons that we didn’t know were creepin cause our conscious ain’t allow it
now when i walk in anything could turn one little comment into shouting
patience is tested
all my relations protected
but by now i’ve lost these connections that had all my investment, yeah
maybe i’ve been taking you for granted
need a different view when i can’t stand it
everybody says we won’t be standing
soon as we stop being codependent
these games are something outta high school
when you say boy play by my rule
then i freak out over text but i don’t wanna face you so i say it was a typo
i come home, ima lose it
this ain’t the life i was choosing
all my friends they hear my excuses
holding on knowing it’s stupid
still gettin tested
with all your friends with suggestions
and family members that are starting to regret their investments, yeah
it’s been either breaking up or marriage
are we still takin that trip to paris
haven’t mentioned it in like a month
now i gotta sit down your parents
Written by: Nate Mitchell