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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Esden Stafne
Esden Stafne
Songwriter
Mitch Gulish
Mitch Gulish
Songwriter
Paxton Earl
Paxton Earl
Songwriter
Gabe Wood
Gabe Wood
Songwriter

Lyrics

Thinkin' in circles again
Like it's my pastime
The weather's changin' again
Wellbeing's so hard to find
You say it's all in my head
Feel like I'm being misled
A cynic consumed by dread
I'm thinking too far ahead
Quit thinking too far ahead
I'm thinking too far ahead
Quit thinking too far ahead
You're taking every breath
Like it's your last time
Too busy thinking of death
But you're still on my mind
Meant every word that I said
Determined you're seeing red
In that black hole of a bed
I'm thinking too far ahead
Quit thinking too far ahead
I'm thinking too far ahead
And your brother doesn't know
That I was in your home
And your mother doesn't know
That you came too my show
So I'm tearing up my shoes
My shins taking abuse
And my body's black and blue
When I realize I've been used!
Just let me know
When you get home
I'll keep my eyes glued to my phone
Just let me know
When you get home
I'll be there when you feel alone
Written by: Esden Stafne, Gabe Wood, Mitch Gulish, Paxton Earl
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