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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Trent Sims
Trent Sims
Klavier
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Trent Sims
Trent Sims
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Trent Sims
Trent Sims
Produzent:in

Letras

You only miss me when you're sinking
Only call me when you're cold
You'd use me like a cigarette
We both know I'm better on my own
I need a fighter, not a runner
And I taste it on your tongue
I'm not a second option
Not a door you close that stays open
Not a clock that stops when you go
You've already shown me everything
Everything I needed to know
Now you're chasing what you buried
Digging up my ghost you killed
But I won't be your resurrection
And I know this ends with me condemned
I need a fighter, not a runner
And I taste it on your tongue
I'm not a second option
Not a door you close that stays open
Not a clock that stops when you go
You've already showed me everything
Everything I needed to know
Push me lower in your queue
Soaking up the way you crawl back
I was thrown away first
I'm not a second option
Not a door you close that stays open
Not a clock that stops when you go
Not your lifeline when you're drowning
Not the fool who sticks around
You've already shown me everything
Everything I needed to know
I need a fighter, not a runner
And I smelt it on your tongue
I left that door open way too long though
Written by: Trent Sims
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