Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
flor
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan Bauld
Songwriter
Kyle Hill
Songwriter
McKinley Kitts
Songwriter
Zachary Grace
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dylan Bauld
Producer
Zachary Grace
Co-Producer
Lyrics
Is it a fever comin'? Am I well?
The heat I'm takin' on me, I can't tell
What is it I need from me?
What is it I need from me?
Am I wastin' all this runnin' straight to hell?
Does it hurt the most? Does it shake you so?
'Cause it hits so close to you?
Does it take away any hope you had in you
When it goes away?
I swear, I can feel it fallin'
Rushing air around me
No ground below
Already, I can hear them calling
Rootin' for nobody
Aimin' low, aimin' low
I know the stakes now, I know the game
Doesn't make it any better or ease the pain
What is it I need to do now?
What is it I need to have now?
Seems there's always something, somehow, outta reach
I swear, I can feel it fallin'
Rushing air around me
No ground below
Already, I can hear them calling
Rootin' for nobody
Aimin' low, aimin' low
Being honest feels like I've been struggling to keep it up
I'm moving to the beat of everyone
And my legs are shaking, soles are worn
I could use a moment to myself
Listen in, if only for my health
Does it take, does it take, does it take
Does it hurt the most? Does it shake you so?
'Cause it hits so close to you?
Does it take away any hope you had in you
When it goes away?
I swear, I can feel it fallin'
Rushing air around me
No ground below
Already, I can hear them calling
Rootin' for nobody
Aimin' low, aimin' low
Aimin' low, aimin' low
Aimin' low, aimin' low
Writer(s): Dylan Bauld, Kyle Hill, Mckinley Kitts, Zachary Grace
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