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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pixey
Performer
Elizabeth Hillesdon
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rich Turvey
Songwriter
Elizabeth Hillesdon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pixey
Producer
Rich Turvey
Producer
Tucan
Mixing Engineer
Kevin Tuffy
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Not again
Lately it's not the same
A hurricane with you
I feel the ground beneath my feet just falling
Through your black hole
I'm falling too fast
You said you need me
Why you talking like that?
Now the air it gets cold
The sky it goes black
I feel myself fall
Now there's no turning back
[Chorus]
What a mess
In my head we're forever young, forever sung again
In my mind we're forever gold, we're never old
But oh no!
You're so cold
Left me open
Shut the door
No, not again
I guess it's time to leave
I'm struggling to breathe your oxygen
[Verse 2]
Nothing's ever the same
I try to leave
There goes my vertigo again
I breathe in
The sky it goes black
The air's getting thin
Now there's no turning back
[Chorus]
What a mess
In my head we're forever young, forever sung again
In my mind we're forever gold, we're never old
But oh no!
You're so cold
Left me open
Shut the door
No, not again
I guess it's time to leave
I'm struggling to breathe your oxygen
[Bridge]
I didn't want you stay
Well, now I have to admit
Now my stomach is turning
And you're making me sick
You held my trust in your hands
But now your hands have intent
So I'm closing my eyes
Because I'd rather be dead
[Chorus]
In my head we're forever young
Forever sung again
In my mind we're forever gold
We're never old
But oh no!
You're so cold
Left me open
Shut the door
No, not again
I guess it's time to leave
I'm struggling to breathe your oxygen
[Outro]
I didn't want you stay
Well, now I have to admit
Now my stomach is turning
And you're making me sick
You held my trust in your hands
But now your hands have intent
So I'm closing my eyes
Because I'd rather be dead
Written by: Elizabeth Hillesdon, Rich Turvey