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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
PVRIS
PVRIS
Performer
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Vocals
Denny Agosto Vega
Denny Agosto Vega
Drums
Courtney LaPlante
Courtney LaPlante
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lynn Gunn
Lynn Gunn
Songwriter
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Composer
Blake Harnage
Blake Harnage
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Producer
Jonathan Perry
Jonathan Perry
Producer
Sarah Tudzin
Sarah Tudzin
Producer
Blake Harnage
Blake Harnage
Producer
Julian Gargiulo
Julian Gargiulo
Mixing Engineer
Idania Valencia
Idania Valencia
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I feel you in these walls You're a cold air creepin' in Chill me to my bones and skin I heard you down the hall But it's vacant when I'm lookin' in Oh, who let you in? You walk around like you own the place But you never say anything I caught you walkin' straight through my walls Guess it was all my fault I think I let you in Never thought that I would feel like this Such a mess when I'm in your presence I've had enough, think you've been makin' me sick Gotta get you out of my system, yeah It's my house (my house) And I think it's time to get out It's my soul (my soul) It isn't yours anymore It's my house (my house) I think it's time to get out Yeah, I think it's time to get out (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) You're at my bedroom door Heard your footsteps on the floor Closer than ever before And now you're in my room You're a cold air creepin' through Under sheets, avoiding you (avoiding you) You walk around, I can hear you pace (pace, pace) Circlin' my bed frame (frame) Oh, but now, we're face-to-face Head on my pillowcase But, darlin', you can't stay Never thought that I would feel like this (like this) Such a mess when I'm in your presence I've had enough, think you've been makin' me sick (makin' me sick) Gotta get you out of my system, yeah It's my house (my house) And I think it's time to get out It's my soul (my soul) It isn't yours anymore It's my house (my house) I think it's time to get out Yeah, I think it's time to get out Haven't you heard? I'm not yours anymore I'm not yours anymore (I'm not yours anymore) It's my soul (and I think it's time to get out) Haven't you heard? Yeah I'm not yours anymore I'm not yours anymore (I'm not yours anymore) It's my soul (I feel you in these walls) (You're a cold air creepin' in) (Chill me to my bones and skin) Never thought that I would feel like this (like this) Such a mess when I'm in your presence I've had enough, think you've been makin' me sick It's my house (my house) And I think it's time to get out It's my soul (my soul) It isn't yours anymore It's my house (my house) I think it's time to get out Yeah, I think it's time to get out Hey, yeah, ooh, oh-oh Yeah, I think it's time to get out
Writer(s): Lyndsey Gerd Gunnulfsen, Blake Preston Harnage Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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