Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ki Nakai
Songwriter
Tyler Welch
Songwriter
Zachary Sloan Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ZACY
Producer
Lyrics
Is it really that obvious to you
How I feel like a child that sees what's down six feet
With the whole world in my hands except what surrounds me
Maybe one day just from my phone screen
I feel like I feel everything
When all that we're doing is running in place
All that stuff turns into a haze
All that I do is forget your names
Yet I never really knew anyway
And now I feel like a child that sees what's down six feet
With the whole world in my hands except what surrounds me
Maybe one day just from my phone screen
I feel like I feel everything
Everything I touch is turning to gold
I'm falling apart and everyone knows
I'm crying away these feelings of cold
I'm falling apart and everyone knows
I don't wanna come back down
Don't wanna come back
(Yeah I know it's pathetic)
Don't wanna come back
(With these dreams made of plastic)
Don't wanna come back
(Yeah I know it's pathetic)
Don't wanna come back
Fuck!
But when I'm flying recklessly alone
This ain't living when it's not your home
But for now I'll pretend it is forever
When shit gets better
I'll make you better
But now I feel like a child that sees what's down six feet
With the whole world in my hands except what surrounds me
Maybe one day just from my phone screen
I feel like I feel everything
Just from my phone screen
You can't hear me say I'm sorry
Just from my phone screen
You can't hear me say I'm sorry
Written by: Zachary Sloan Smith