Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Simon Deery
Songwriter
Kevin C Nana-Sinkam
Songwriter
Lyrics
I swear that you know back roads
Inside my head but that's decided by my backbone
But back home you know half of what i said truth
You hit my phone and look exactly what that led to
I put a tattoo on my forehead it said use me
Looking at you and your name tag just says cruelty
You're spilling tea i'm hitting loose leaf
I held u tight as fuck u held back loosely
Titled old soul you think you knew me
In my head you watching movies
Run around town but I hit you for the right back
Run around town what it takes to get you to me
I changed my mind when it was crunch time
I lock eyes after the punchline
I looked like this since skipping lunch lines
Since pitching fits and doing just fine
I swore that change was a bitch last January six
They got the hand with the grip
God bless the land of the fit
I think wasn't till my uncle when that shit really hit
At thanksgiving he was pleading the fifth
Run around town but I hit you for the right back
Run around town what it takes to get you to me
Sweet
Yeah
Yeah
Okay
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Writer(s): Kevin Nana-sinkam
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