Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marie Dahlstrøm
Marie Dahlstrøm
Lead Vocals
Beau Diako
Beau Diako
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marie Dahlstrøm
Marie Dahlstrøm
Songwriter
Beau Diako
Beau Diako
Songwriter
David Thornton
David Thornton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marie Dahlstrøm
Marie Dahlstrøm
Producer
Beau Diako
Beau Diako
Producer
David Thornton
David Thornton
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh, I think he's got eyes
In the back
'Cause now he's watching her like she's doing a crime
He's obsessed
[Verse 2]
I know he's tryna change his ways but
It won't work
'Cause now she's doubting every single thing
That she's doing
[Verse 3]
Empty-handed 'cause he holds
Onto questions he can't control
Empty-handed by himself
Hold too tight she will slip away
Like Sand
Like Sand
[Verse 4]
Mmm-mmm-mmm
[Verse 5]
Oh, he thinks she's just insecure
And that he's doing her a favour when he reassures
He says she's lucky to have a man at all
'Cause how would anybody love a woman like her?
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 6]
Empty-handed 'cause he holds
Onto questions he can't control
Empty-handed by himself
When you're holding too tight
She will slip away like sand
[Verse 7]
Are you ready for the rules to really change?
Are you ready for the stream to hit the sea?
Are you ready for the flowers to really bloom?
I can't love you like this, no
No, I can't love you like this, ooh-ooh
I can't love you
Like this, no, no, no, no
[Verse 8]
Like sand
Like sand
[Verse 9]
Empty-handed 'cause he holds
Onto questions he can't control
Empty-handed by himself
When you're holding too tight she will slip away
Like Sand, oh-oh-oh
[Verse 10]
Insecure
Written by: Beau Diako, David Thornton, Marie Dahlstrøm
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