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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
The Grand Mess
The Grand Mess
Klavier
whatever mike
whatever mike
Begleitgesang
Omer Berger
Omer Berger
Gitarre
Micha Gilad
Micha Gilad
Orgel
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Alex Siesse
Alex Siesse
Songwriter:in
Olivia Caitlin Reid
Olivia Caitlin Reid
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
The Grand Mess
The Grand Mess
Produzent:in
Noah Madrid
Noah Madrid
Mischtechniker:in
Tess Greenham
Tess Greenham
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

You greeted me with thorns
I guess I should've known
You're not the safest place for me to stay
But I made my bed and here I lay
Heavy in your wake
Got lost in your shade
Thought I could carry you to heal my aches
Thought I could carry you to heal my aches
But I made mistakes, I know
You never meant to hurt me
And I really tried to change
I lost and lost your patience
But I only overstayed
(I know I know, I know)
To see you bloom
To see you bloom
Time ain't on your side now
What's there left to fight about?
I can't be chasing you the same no more
The end of 20s knocking on our door
And the money's hard to make
Thought you'd buy us sunny days
Maybe if I had a life to waste
Then I could catch you in the break
And see you bloom
And see you bloom
Bloom
And see you bloom
I wish I could stay, I promise I love you
There's no room for my grave I'd get stuck in your roots
I wish I could stay, I promise I love you
There's no room for my grave I'd get stuck in your roots
(Yeah)
I wish I could stay, I promise I love you
There's no room for my grave I'd get stuck in your roots
I wish I could stay, I promise I love you
There's no room for my grave here
I'd get stuck in your roots.
Written by: Alex Siesse, Olivia Caitlin Reid
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