Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Hammad Imam
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Somewhere past the fire escape
I sat down on your bed and stayed
You lost me with that game you play
But I don't care either way
And I saw it
Blew my smoke from the grass
Had to swallow the ash
But I want it
So I snuck through your door
And I've been here before
But not often
But not often
But not often
But not often
But not often
Written by: Hammad Imam