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