Lyrics

All is low This sun dance tone Neighbours keep on calling 'Cause I'm never home It's heaven sent And left on read I always thought you're golden And what a tall regret Was that a metaphor? A strange way to miss you If I leave, then I'm not sure I would've told you When's this ghost coming? Is he slow running? Out of places to hide? Ways of changing your mind? Said he's so sorry You said, "Don't worry" Not because I like you For all those things I've gone through I'm leaving Mama's boy Made some noise Go find someone you've broken What a heady choice Was that a metaphor? A strange way to miss you If I leave, then I'm not sure I would've told you When's this ghost coming? Is he slow running? Out of places to hide? Ways of changing your mind? Said he's so sorry You said, "Don't worry" Not because I like you For all those things I've gone through I'm leaving
Writer(s): Fredrik Haggstam, Mitchell Grant Lewis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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