Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Molly Payton
Leadgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Molly Payton
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Molly Payton
Produzent:in
Oscar Lang
Produzent:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Your room smells the same no matter what country we're in
I bought a record just to sit down and watch it spin
I've been distracted for the last 18 months
I need to get out more, I need another job
[Verse 2]
And everything used to make sense to me
I've lost my touch
Had some time on the bench spent thinking
I think too much
[Verse 3]
Every time I change, I feel more like myself
You don't like affection but sometimes it helps
I hate the winter, but I love how it feels when it ends
I love the way that I feel after seeing my friends
[Verse 4]
And everything used to make sense to me
Think I got bored
Had some time on the bench
'Cause life felt too hardcore
[Verse 5]
And I've been doing my best, doing my best
But I can't ignore
The things I've tried to forget, I can't forget
I can't close that door
[Verse 6]
I can't close that door
I can't close that door
I can't close that door
I can't close that door
[Outro]
See him in planes and clouds and shitty coffee
In motorbikes and football fields and poppies
I wonder if he knows who he made me
I wonder if he knows who he made me
Written by: Molly Payton