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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crawlers
Performer
Amy Woodall
Background Vocals
Harry Breen
Drums
Holly Minto
Vocals
Olivia Kettle
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amy Woodall
Composer
Harry Breen
Composer
Holly Minto
Composer
Olivia Kettle
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pete Robertson
Producer
Josh Ager
Mixing Engineer
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer
Tom Roach
Engineer
Lyrics
I did it how you liked it but said you thought of cheating
The lighter in your hand now burned the sheets we used to lay in
You smoked up in my room while your favourite band was playing
Mannies smile still fucks without you praying
It's not your fault, but it's your fault for how you treated me
You never liked my band, pretend it's jealousy
I had sex with your hero say that I did it for myself
Now I'm in dirty sheets, and it's fucking with my health
You did this not me
Is this your way of telling me you're guilty (I'm being talked about)
You did this not me
Is this your way of telling me you're sorry?
I couldn't fix you, so I broke myself instead
But it's too soon
I did it how you liked it, and you liked it as security
Your mother and your lover when you could have got therapy
I did it how you liked 'til it gave me anxiety
I saw the way you looked at me when I said I'm on sertraline
You're not a critic you're the voice of your father
Did you feel the guilt? Were you bothered?
I've become bitter now so I'll stay mad
I'll lay in dirtier sheets knowing I was the best you ever had
You did this not me
Is this your way of telling me you're guilty
You did this not me
Is this your way of telling me you're sorry?
I couldn't fix you, so I broke myself instead
But it's too soon
But it's too soon
I was screaming, I was holding in my hands
There was nothing, the piles in my room
A person, I deserved it, I see you turn over
It's your face, did I hurt ya?
Tell the doctor I'm better, tell the doctor I'm better
I was screaming, I was holding in my hands
There was nothing, the piles in my room
A person, I deserved it, I see you turn over
It's your face, did I hurt ya?
Tell the doctor I'm better, tell the doctor I'm better
I couldn't fix you, so I broke myself instead
But it's too soon
But it's too soon
But it's too soon
But it's too soon
Writer(s): Amy Woodall, Holly Minto, Harry Breen, Olivia Kettle, Pete Robertson
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