Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morganne Delanney Yambrovich
Songwriter
Gehring Philip Miller
Songwriter
Chris Gage Newlin
Songwriter
Yang Tan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Niteshift
Producer
Lyrics
Panic attacks at hot yoga class
That's what you get when you move to L.A. with
Nothing but a yoga mat
No road map
And anxiety
I can't breathe
It doesn't matter where I am
I can't breathe
A tingling feeling and clenched up hands
Sweat in your eyes 'til you can't see
But you came here just on hope
So who needs eyes when you have dreams
I can't breathe
It doesn't matter where I am
I can't see
The heat is fogging up the glass, oh
Cycling in circles searching for my soul
But I'm stationary
Going nowhere fast in traffic patterns
Looking for my entry
Odds are ten million to one
Now it's ten million and one of me
I'll take ten million to one
'Cause there's ten million and one of me
Cycling in circles searching for my soul
But I'm stationary
Going nowhere fast in traffic patterns
Looking for my entry
Odds are ten million to one
Now it's ten million and one of me
I'll take ten million to one
'Cause there's ten million and one of me
Now it's on me
It's on me
It's on me
Oooh, ooh, ooh
Extraordinary me
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