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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Martin Jensen
Martin Jensen
Programming
Olivia Holt
Olivia Holt
Vocals
John Ryan
John Ryan
Programming
Ian Franzino
Ian Franzino
Programming
Andrew Haas
Andrew Haas
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin Jensen
Martin Jensen
Composer
John Ryan
John Ryan
Composer
Ian Franzino
Ian Franzino
Composer
Andrew Haas
Andrew Haas
Composer
Ali Tamposi
Ali Tamposi
Composer
Liza Owen
Liza Owen
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Martin Jensen
Martin Jensen
Producer
John Ryan
John Ryan
Producer
Afterhrs
Afterhrs
Producer
Jesper Vivid Vestergaard
Jesper Vivid Vestergaard
Mastering Engineer
Ian Franzino
Ian Franzino
Recording Engineer
Andrew Haas
Andrew Haas
Recording Engineer
Jeff Gunnell
Jeff Gunnell
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Lately, I feel like I've been selling
Half of my soul to feel your love
I gave all my faith to someone
Who's body is all that I know
Lately, I feel like I've been feeling
Something you don't, so help me
Gotta pull you in close but I know
That I should be letting you go
[Verse 2]
A mess with it, a mess without it
I go down either way
Endless shots and countless hours
I wonder 'bout your place
[Verse 3]
It's only 16 steps from your door to your bed
I should know better with your body next to mine
Can't help myself, help myself
[Verse 4]
It's only 16 steps from your door to your bed
I should know better with your body next to mine
Can't help myself, help myself
[Verse 5]
Take me in slowly, hold me down and
Swallow your prayers, just spit me out
I wanna believe something that's
Different from what I've been told
(Different from what I've been told)
[Verse 6]
Take all my doubts so I can really
Be with you now and let my body
Really believe in something that's
Different than letting you go (Letting you go)
[Verse 7]
A mess with it, a mess without it
I go down either way
Endless shots and countless hours
I wonder 'bout your place
[Verse 8]
It's only 16 steps from your door to your bed
I should know better with your body next to mine
Can't help myself, help myself
[Verse 9]
It's only 16 steps from your door to your bed
I should know better with your body next to mine
Can't help myself, help myself
[Verse 10]
Only 16 steps
Only 16 steps
Written by: Ali Tamposi, Andrew Haas, Ian Franzino, John Ryan, Liza Owen, Martin Jensen
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