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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jordan Fish
Jordan Fish
Programming
Lee Malia
Lee Malia
Guitar
Matthew Nicholls
Matthew Nicholls
Drums
Matt Kean
Matt Kean
Bass Guitar
Oli Sykes
Oli Sykes
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Kean
Matt Kean
Songwriter
Jordan Fish
Jordan Fish
Songwriter
Lee Malia
Lee Malia
Songwriter
Matthew Nicholls
Matthew Nicholls
Songwriter
Oli Sykes
Oli Sykes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jordan Fish
Jordan Fish
Producer
Romesh Dodangoda
Romesh Dodangoda
Engineer
Daniel Morris
Daniel Morris
Assistant Engineer
Alejandro Baima
Alejandro Baima
Assistant Engineer
Francesco Cameli
Francesco Cameli
Assistant Engineer
Dan Lancaster
Dan Lancaster
Mixing Engineer
Rhys May
Rhys May
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Oli Sykes
Oli Sykes
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
some people are a lot like clouds, you know
cos life's so much brighter when they go
you rained on my heart for far too long
couldn't see the thunder for the storm
because i cut my teeth and bit my tongue
til my mouth was dripping blood
but i never dished the dirt, just held my breath
while you dragged me through the mud
i don't know why i tried to save you cos
i can't save you from yourself
when all you give a **** about
is everybody else
[Verse 2]
and you just can't quit
why don't you deal with it?
i think it's time to stop
[Verse 3]
you need a taste of your own medicine
cos i'm sick to death of swallowing
watch me take the wheel like you
not feel like you
act like nothing's real like you
so i'm sorry for this
it might sting a bit
[Verse 4]
some people are a lot like clouds, you know
cos life's so much brighter when they go
and i spent too long in a place i don't belong
i couldn't see the thunder for the storm
[Verse 5]
but you won't admit
why don't you get a grip?
cos you can't keep going on and on and on and on like this
and you just can't quit
why don't you deal with it?
i think it's time to stop
[Verse 6]
you need a taste of your own medicine
cos i'm sick to death of swallowing
watch me take the wheel like you
not feel like you
act like nothing's real like you
so i'm sorry for this
it might sting a bit
[Verse 7]
cos i cut my teeth and bit my tongue
till my mouth was dripping blood
but i never dished the dirt, just held my breath
while you dragged me through the mud
[Verse 8]
yeah, i cut my teeth and bit my tongue
till my mouth was dripping blood
but i never dished the dirt, just held my breath
while you dragged me through the mud
[Verse 9]
and you just can't quit
why don't you deal with it?
i think it's time to stop
[Verse 10]
you need a taste of your own medicine
cos i'm sick to death of swallowing
watch me take the wheel like you
not feel like you
act like nothing's real like you
so i'm sorry for this
it might sting a bit
[Verse 11]
taste of your own medicine (taste of your own medicine)
yeah, i'm sick to death of swallowing (sick to death, oh)
watch me take the wheel like you
not feel like you
act like nothing's real like you
so i'm sorry for this
it might sting a bit
[Verse 12]
some people are a lot like clouds, you know
cos life's so much brighter when they go
Written by: Jordan Fish, Lee Malia, Matthew Kean, Matthew Nicholls, Oliver Sykes
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