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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zach Hood
Zach Hood
Performer
MC4D
MC4D
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zach Hood
Zach Hood
Songwriter
Jayden Seeley
Jayden Seeley
Songwriter
Jordyn Dodd
Jordyn Dodd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MC4D
MC4D
Producer
Jayden Seeley
Jayden Seeley
Recording Engineer
Andrew Maury
Andrew Maury
Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
The other day
Your mood was swinging, thought you needed space
I took a drive and stayed out of the way for you
But one day turned to three
Then three into a week
And I'm starting to think that
You're somewhere in the middle of the black and the white
You're growing non-committal, I can see it your eyes
And I don't know how, and I don't know why
But, my eyes, they rain, got a cloudy mind
Sound the alarm
The weatherman is screaming
"There's a storm
It's coming, I can feel it"
The trees are barely moving
And the birds are hardly singing
The leaves have left the branches
Now I know you're really leaving
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
The other day
I'll admit that I was out of place
But I just think you went and blew it way out of proportion
Lost sight of what's important
You couldn't find a reason to escape, and so you forced it
You're somewhere in the middle of the black and the white
You're growing non-committal, I can see it your eyes
And I don't know how, and I don't know why
But, my eyes, they rain, got a cloudy mind
Sound the alarm
The weatherman is screaming
"There's a storm
It's coming, I can feel it"
The trees are barely moving
And the birds are hardly singing
The leaves have left the branches
Now I know you're really leaving
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Sound the alarm
The weatherman is screaming
"There's a storm
It's coming, I can feel it"
The trees are barely moving
And the birds are hardly singing
The leaves have left the branches
Now I know you're really leaving
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
You're really leaving
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
You're leaving
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Written by: Jayden Seeley, Jordyn Dodd, Jordyn Dodd-Waddington, Zach Hood
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