Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sophia Alexa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sophia Foy
Composer
Christopher Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RISC
Producer
Lyrics
I grew up on a feeling
I could make amends
Two looks in the mirror
Making lines up in my head
Now you're calling me a stranger
And it's scaring me to death
And you felt so familiar
On the first night that we met
I spun out lies with liquor
And you fell into my hands
I let you follow my lead when the road got darker
How could you see?
It's too late to turn back 'round
I made a mess of pretending
Fires I can't put out
I kinda fell for the way you see me
And it hurts to admit
The way you see me
No, it doesn't exist
When a white lie starts a fire
Filling smoke into the air
And I used you as a lightеr
But the lying wasn't fair
I thought you wanted someonе that could fit the picture
I was dead wrong
It's the darkest cloud for the darkest night
If you met me now, am I what you like?
Would you turn around? Would you leave me standing there?
It's a tiresome game and I can't keep up
It's a subtle change when you're too far gone
You don't recognize all the people you've become
It's too late to turn back 'round
I made a mess of pretending
Fires I can't put out
I kinda fell for the way you see me
And it hurts to admit
The way you see me
No, it doesn't exist
Oh-oh-oh
Oh, it's too late now, it's too late now, it's too late now
Oh-oh-oh
Oh, it's too late now, it's too late now, it's too late now
Oh-oh-oh
Oh, it's too late now, it's too late now, it's too late now
The way you see me
No, it doesn't exist
(No, it doesn't exist)
(No, it doesn't exist)
Writer(s): Christopher Smith, Sophia Foy
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