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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Isaac Pross
Isaac Pross
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sofia Frohna
Sofia Frohna
Songwriter
mattygoesdiving
mattygoesdiving
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
mattygoesdiving
mattygoesdiving
Mixing Engineer
Joseph Keenan
Joseph Keenan
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

In the alley, waiting for the life I'm looking for Turning to see there's no house anymore I'll swallow your life whole Forgetting my own hands, but remembering all of your plans, like the hour you come home And I liked the way his clothes fit As we stared at the other in each other's skin Oh, he was so thin I could engulf him, and he could swallow me Flowing silk, tangle me in, pull me under the sinking begins, and now I'm drowning Drowning, waiting for the life I'm looking for (Soft and holding, soft and holding, soft and holding, soft and holding) Flowing silk, tangle me in, pull me under the sinking begins, oh, and now I'm drowning (Now I'm drowning, ooh) Finding myself in someone else (Soft and holding, holding, ooh) Holding, staying up 'Til the hour you come home, please come home There's no one here when I'm alone here (Swallow, swallow, pull me under) Soft and holding, soft and holding Holding me
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