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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brynn Cartelli
Brynn Cartelli
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brynn Cartelli
Brynn Cartelli
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Will Quinnell
Will Quinnell
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Andrew Maury
Andrew Maury
Mixing Engineer
Adam Argyle
Adam Argyle
Producer

Lyrics

Maples hang low Ice on the road Puddles, muddy snow Sun down at four Lock me down, don't ever let me go Drive around a dead end and cut the cycle Let me drown, in a pile of northern gold 'Cause in this town, it's not a pretty show Hanging on to a lightning bolt It flashes once, I let it go After all these years, I've lost my hope On the darker days, on the darker days White in my hair Age me, who cares? Boredom, messy affairs (oh) A table with empty chairs Lock me down, don't ever let me go Drive around a dead end and cut the cycle Let me drown (drown) in a pile of northern gold 'Cause in my town, it's not a pretty show Hanging on to a lightning bolt It flashes once, I let it go After all these years, I've lost my hope On the darker days, on the dark I dreamed of long nights, feeling alive I'm doing the same thing a million times Best part of winter is the middle of July I hold tight to the light before it dies Before it dies Hanging on to a lightning bolt It flashes once, I let it go (once I let it go, I let it go) After all these years, I've lost my hope On the darker days (days) On the darker days On the darker days On the darker days
Writer(s): Brynn Cartelli Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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