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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chesle Parson
Chesle Parson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chesle Parson
Chesle Parson
Songwriter
Dominic Martinez
Dominic Martinez
Songwriter
Wilson McBeath
Wilson McBeath
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wilson McBeath
Wilson McBeath
Producer
Josh Bonanno
Josh Bonanno
Mixing Engineer
ProdbyDom
ProdbyDom
Producer

Lyrics

I wrote a letter last weekend And it said, "Boy, believe in somethin', life's way too short" (oh-ah) I wrote an unforgivin' sequence in the air I've been needin' somethin', I feel alone (ah-ah-ah) Oh Change, save me from myself Keep me from that shelf Or I might call again (ah-ah, woo, ah-ah) Fate, don't drag me through Hell You make me feel unwell Or I might fall again, oh-oh-oh Did I go too far? Did I lose my drive? Did I crash my car? Am I too involved? Do I just get drunk and laugh it off? (Laugh it off) Oh, ain't nothin' funny to me (and I know you think it's just you) woo I need to give me some rest Sick of the runnin', I ran out of breath I'm really sick of the stress, somebody told me I needed a check Oh, ain't nothin' for me Oh Change, save me from myself (oh-oh) Keep me from that shelf (oh-oh) Or I might call again (ah-ah, woo, ah-ah) Fate, don't drag me through Hell You make me feel unwell Or I might fall again, oh-oh-oh Letter to myself Letter to myself Letter to myself, oh-oh-oh Letter to myself Letter to myself Letter to myself, oh-oh-oh (Ah-ah, ah-ah)
Writer(s): Chesle Parson, Dominic Martinez, Wilson Mcbeath Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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