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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grant Kemp
Grant Kemp
Performer
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Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Grant Kemp
Grant Kemp
Songwriter
Andy Karpovck
Andy Karpovck
Songwriter
Mark Faroudi
Mark Faroudi
Songwriter
Daniel Brooks
Daniel Brooks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Karpovck
Andy Karpovck
Producer

Lyrics

You love to gas light everything I say
Make me feel like I'm always in the way
Tell me why I'm stuck on what you said
Called me a loser, like your dad
But Don't you dare, say, that I care too much
You make me feel like I am not enough, for you
I'm not a stranger at losing ground
You got me fucked up Im upside down
Why don't you kill me
I wouldn't miss me
Why don't you kill me
I wouldn't miss me
Shoulda known it was bad before it started
Found your clothes I was cleanin' out my closet
You're the ghost of the past I never wanted
And I think she's calling me now
I think I had a lil too much
One more drink I'll probably drown
Wish I was good enough
Enough
I'm not a stranger at losing ground
You got me fucked up Im upside down
Why don't you kill me
I wouldn't miss me
Why don't you kill me
I wouldn't miss me
I moved out of our old apartment
Left all your stuff and also your garbage
Moved out of our old apartment
Goodbye to you and your friends you were heartless
I cannot forget your Mistakes
My heart is breaking on Replay
I cannot forgive your mistakes
Never thought I would end up this way
I'm not a stranger at losing ground
You got me fucked up Im upside down
Why don't you kill me
I wouldn't miss me
Why don't you kill me
I wouldn't miss me
I wouldn't miss me
I wouldn't miss me
Written by: Andy Karpovck, Daniel Brooks, Grant Kemp, Mark Faroudi
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