Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jarred Young
Songwriter
Samuel Thomlinson
Songwriter
isaac chamberlain
Songwriter
Mark Webber
Songwriter
Andries Van Niekerk
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jarred Young
Producer
Samuel Thomlinson
Producer
Alex L'estrange
Mixing Engineer
Ben Feggans
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I'm sorry 'bout Vietnam
I wish I hadn't held my tongue
But I keep digging holes in existing graves
Pulling out the columns that'll keep me safe
I'm sorry 'bout the holiday
The romance kind of got away
We focused on the skyline and not the shore
The litter washing up on our coastal heart to heart
So hold me tightly, I'm withdrawing
I'm at odds with how I'm falling
Back in love
Keep your distance, I'm corrosive
I'm out of touch with who I'm meant to be
I'm unsure of every
Thought and action I'm making
Caution falls behind our path
Let magic control us
If I
If I was your answer
How could you know when I can't even find my own
And count, add up all of my years
A younger me would tell you
I've got
I've got three weeks and one day left
But I'm not sure I'm ready to leave yet
So hold me tightly, I'm corrosive
I'm out of touch with who I'm meant to be
I'm unsure of every
Thought and action I'm making
Caution falls behind our past
Let magic control us
And I'm unsure of every
Every action I'm making
Caution falls behind our past
Let magic control
I'm unsure
Of where I planted my feet and this hole in my head
I'm unsure
Of how this paper perfect could be torn to shreds
I'm unsure
Of everything, of everything, of everything
Writer(s): Andries Cronje Van Niekerk, Isaac Chamberlain, Jarred Young, Mark Webber, Samuel Thomlinson
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