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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Donna Missal
Donna Missal
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donna Missal
Donna Missal
Composer
Andy Seltzer
Andy Seltzer
Composer
Brad Hale
Brad Hale
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Seltzer
Andy Seltzer
Producer
Sombear
Sombear
Producer

Lyrics

All in my head in the bed of your car
If I could say what I want in your ear
I'd say, "I don't think anyone here knows what they're talkin' about"
Ring in the year as someone I don't know
And I'm tired of bein' low
And I'm tired of myself
Too far from the old road, I drove to your house
And it hurts too good to go back even now, I
All leads up to our moment in the sun
I feel so warm, I see Heaven here
Here in your bitter outside
Been there, seen it all, following light
Only in the dark, 'til I'm in my divine
And I'm tired of this shell
And I'm tired of this hell
Too far to be here and too close to be now
I'm so tired, tired, tired but I keep reachin' out
To the horizon
All leads up to our moment in the sun
I feel so warm, I see Heaven here
Here in your bitter outside
Been there, seen it all, following light
Only in the dark, 'til I'm in my divine
In my divine
How deep is your bitter divide?
Been there, seen it all, following light
Only in the dark, 'til I'm in my divine
All leads up to our moment in the sun
I feel so warm, I see Heaven here
Here in your bitter outside
Been there, seen it all, following light
Only in the dark, 'til I'm in my divine
Written by: Andy Seltzer, Brad Hale, Donna Missal
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