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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nate Traveller
Nate Traveller
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathaniel Anthony Morales
Nathaniel Anthony Morales
Songwriter
Gabriel Nathan Leeman
Gabriel Nathan Leeman
Songwriter
Kurt Stewart Dimmick
Kurt Stewart Dimmick
Songwriter
Samuel Joseph Gudeman McCarthy
Samuel Joseph Gudeman McCarthy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Silk Beats
Silk Beats
Producer

Lyrics

Looking in the mirror like what's it all worth What if I go mad what if I don't learn Maybe I should get help it won't work Maybe it really will help I'm not sure But time and time again I get burnt When the high comes down this pain I immerse in Maybe I'm feeling this way 'cause I deserve it Tight rope walking in front of the whole circus Hit the Swandive on mine no rehearsal I don't wanna leave my mind inside a journal 'Cause somehow you gonna find it and try to hurt me What a fucking shame to realize I ain't perfect What a fucking game we play on this earth shit hurts me to the core It's a war behind the curtains What if I'm really in the way and I'm a burden What if I'm just getting tired of my person Can't help it when I'm feeling this way I know how they want me to behave But lately I feel like it's too late Or maybe I just ain't made enough Of an effort to build my patience up Either way I ain't the one to quit for nothing Hopping on a plane it was all for something Lemme tell you where I'm going next Ever since I took that leap Everything has changed around me Remember when I always got to see you Now I'm in a new place every week Shaking hands surrounded by people And they don't know a thing about me They don't know about us And that's why I can't trust them It's all relative to the funds That's why I'm barely in the function 'Cause they don't know about love And we don't care about the same stuff They don't wanna see me up next Unless they got me all caged up Can't help it when I'm feeling this way Know how they want me to behave But lately I feel like it's too late Or maybe I just ain't made enough Of an effort to build my patience up Either way I ain't the one to quit for nothing Hopping on a plane it was all for something Lemme tell you where I'm going next
Writer(s): Gabriel Nathan Leeman, Kurt Stewart Dimmick, Nathaniel Anthony Morales, Samuel Joseph Gudeman Mccarthy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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