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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Leith Ross
Vocals
Roman Clarke
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leith Ross
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Leith Ross
Producer
Joey Landreth
Producer
João Carvalho
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Your voice puts sickness into my gut
And I swallowed just a little too much
I don't know what I did wrong
It's not your fault, I just think I was in love
You make every part of me small
I'm short of breath, and two feet tall
And I still don't know what I did wrong
It's not your fault, I just think I was in love
What was the day that you ceased to think of me like that?
I don't know what I said
But I'd like the chance to take it back
I have been avoiding you, I guess
'Cause when we speak, I forget, forget, forget
And when it hits me, it's further into my chest
You don't want me, forget, forget, forget
(Forget, forget, forget)
My voice puts sickness into my gut
And I can't believe I missed it once
I guess you did nothing wrong
And I swear, it wouldn't have mattered so much
None of this would be worth the fuss, if I hadn't been in love
(I just think I was in love)
Writer(s): Leith Ross
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