Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathaniel Pozin
Songwriter
Alexander McGourty
Songwriter
Ryan Couto
Songwriter
Henry Buckingham
Songwriter
Jacob Stockman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexander McGourty
Producer
Claudius Mittendorfer
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Practiced all your patience
And left it on the pavement
You said that I should scrape for it
But it washed away last week I think
A remnant of it's laced with
The words we had exchanged, but
Not much of it remains 'cause
You turned the page anyway
And we rearranged
Rearranged
Don't tell me 'bout my ways
Just tell me 'bout my place in your world
'Cause I'm ripe for a change inside my head
And I can love love love love
Got your silhouette on my mind
I see you peeking through the spaces in my bedroom blinds
I feel you creeping through me
Got your silhouette on my mind
I see you peeking through the spaces in my bedroom blinds
I feel you creeping through me
So when it's 4 am you'll come; I know you will
Only a fool would let you run
Your apparition in my home
Is slipping through my palms
I'm waiting for your form
To rearrange
To rearrange
Don't tell me 'bout my ways
Just tell me 'bout my place in your world
Because I'm ripe for a change inside my head
And I can love love love love
Got your silhouette on my mind
I see you peeking through the spaces in my bedroom blinds
I feel you creeping through me
Got your silhouette on my mind
I see you peeking through the spaces in my bedroom blinds
I feel you creeping through me
Got your silhouette on my mind
I see you peeking through the spaces in my bedroom blinds
I feel you creeping through me
Got your silhouette on my mind
I see you peeking through the spaces in my bedroom blinds
I feel you creeping through me
Writer(s): Alexander Mcgourty, Henry Buckingham, Jacob Stockman, Nathaniel Pozin, Ryan Couto
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