Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michal Leah Hamer
Michal Leah Hamer
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Barnes
Stephen Barnes
Songwriter
Michal Leah Hamer
Michal Leah Hamer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Owen Lewis
Owen Lewis
Producer
Adam Grover
Adam Grover
Engineer

Lyrics

I can hear them talking But I have nothing to say In a room full of people That just wanna meet you But you turn your back away Grab yourself a drink Though it'll sit at your feet In a room full of bodies You do your best hobby And watch them pretend it's okay Breathe it in Though all of your bones are paper thin If I could cry out my voice would break It's so overwhelming, the weight's too much to take If I could tell you how I'm feeling, where would I begin I'm on the outside looking in The front door is creaking And headlights they drive you home You find your silence Like stars to a pilot Somehow you let them all go You're surprised in the mirror But we've been here before You'll turn on the T.V Cause that's something easy But cry yourself to sleep on the floor Breathe it in Though all of your bones are paper thin If I could cry out my voice would break It's so overwhelming, the weight's too much to take If I could tell you how I'm feeling, where would I begin I'm on the outside looking in
Writer(s): Stephen Barnes, Michal Hamer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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