Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Denver Christopher Biddle
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Denver Christopher Biddle
Songwriter
Mark Levesque
Songwriter
David Smith
Songwriter
Lyrics
This is a new thing
I got depression and that hit harder than mood swings
Never saw it threw me for a loop like a shoestring
I gotta go explain all of this to my boo thing
Tryna find the cause and I can think of a few things
Prolly that girl from the past
Prolly my givin' her my heart because I thought it would last
Prolly her tryna play the role like she was part of the cast I don't
Wanna end up lonely cuz I'm moving too fast
And that's a real thing
All the men around me growin' up would never feel things
All this trauma showin' up cuz they would never heal things
Never had a solid foundation but tryna build things
That's how you kill things
I want the real thing, baby be patient
I wanna move you in but I don't feel vacant
I never planned to fall but I'm on the pavement
I couldn't fake it I hope you got space
Could you pardon the bags that I had from the love in the past
I was hurt more than you could imagine
And pardon the bags that I had never thought they would last
I moved on and it found its way back
I wanna love you
I want that connection that the people look up to
Always been around me so I know I can trust you
But you don't believe me
I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave me
This is the new me
I been workin' on me have you questioning who's he
Still I got a hill in front of me like the Fugees
Still I sit around and wonder why you would choose me
I guess you like what I show you call me ya news feed
And now they callin' us goals
I think they love you like they love me so they follow us both
They think they know us like our whole entire life is a post of us
Hugging showing lovin' but it's not even close
I want the real thing, baby be patient
I wanna move you in but I don't feel vacant
I never planned to fall but I'm on the pavement
I couldn't fake it I hope you got the space
Could you pardon the bags that I had from the love in the past
I was hurt more than you could imagine
And pardon the bags that I had never thought they would last
I moved on and it found its way back
I wanna love you
I want that connection that the people look up to
Always been around me so I know I can trust you
But you don't believe me
I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave me
Writer(s): David Smith, Denver Biddle, Mark Levesque
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