Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ruti
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ruth Olajugbagbe
Songwriter
Domenico Roberto Valentino
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Domenico Roberto Valentino
Producer
Lyrics
My cold finger
Trace around the edges of a hole I once called home
Can we crawl back into it?
It was so closed off and comfortable
My cold fingers
Stumble 'round to pick up, put together ('gether, ooh)
I love the little misses of my life
I am still struggling to recognize
And to mend up, my mind can play so many tricks with me
And my cold, cold hands, they can barely keep up with it
And to mend up, my mind can play so many tricks on me
It's so scary, I know, feel at home in my own body
My cold fingers still hold you
I don't know how
Because my heart is aching for you
But my hands are so numb right now
My cold fingers block my ears
This head's too loud
I just wanna drown out the sickness
But I fear there's no way around
And to mend up, my mind can play so many tricks with me
And my cold, cold hands, they can barely keep up with it
And to mend up, my mind can play so many tricks on me
It's so scary, I know, feel at home in my own body
Writer(s): Dominico Roberto Valentino
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