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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Woodlock
Woodlock
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ezekiel Walters
Ezekiel Walters
Songwriter
Zechariah Walters
Zechariah Walters
Songwriter
Bowen Purcell
Bowen Purcell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jackson Barclay
Jackson Barclay
Mixing Engineer
Trent Dobson
Trent Dobson
Engineer
Ezekiel Walters
Ezekiel Walters
Producer
Zechariah Walters
Zechariah Walters
Producer

Lyrics

Pack my things I'm leaving home tonight I don't think I'll be back for some time I need space To figure out my head Wait up if you want but I might be late I've masked so long Not sure I have a face My greatest success from my worst mistake 'Cause I'm not in love I don't know what to do I fell for someone but I don't know you Son, I see myself in your life In a rear view mirror, I see your eyes I keep telling myself that everything's fine What a way to spend a Sunday drive Times are tough I swear I had a plan I'm doing the best with what I have See, I was soft But I'm trying to settle down Don't know if I can 'cause I don't know how I've come so far And I've got too much at stake The little time we have can't be replaced These old scars Still feel like open wounds You've grown so much since I last saw you Son, I see myself in your life In a rear view mirror, I see your eyes I keep telling myself that everything's fine What a way to spend a Sunday drive I don't see you enough Today your all mine Let's take a day just you and I I don't care where we are Today your all mine Let's take a Sunday off and drive Just drive A Sunday drive
Writer(s): Bowen Purcell, Ezekiel Walters, Zechariah Walters Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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