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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ouse
Ouse
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ásgeir Ægisson
Ásgeir Ægisson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ouse
Ouse
Producer
McX
McX
Producer
Ayoley
Ayoley
Producer

Lyrics

no way
im in the darkest place
and i cant no more
and i feel like
if i move one bit
i will not excist at all
one more dumb day
and i go back to what it always was
an oasis
i die without your touch
dont let me fall
cant go back
if i exhaust all my fixes
heart attack
'cause my sheets still got you lipstick
so im always at the same
place u left me at
catching breaks
is hard without you
and still praying
for you even when
im so gone
im not breathing, yeah
dont start heading to a conversation
just stay back like i always do
shoulda gone to school
but im so impatient
should done better when i had you
youre late
to the aftermath
of whatever happened
cant say
that im better for it
just help me ignore it
cant go back
if i exhaust all my fixes
heart attack
'cause my sheets still got you lipstick
so im always at the same
place u left me at
catching breaks
is hard without you
and still praying
for you even when
im so gone
im not breathing, yeah
she got the heart shaped eyes
winner in disguise
i stuck to you
like a toungue
stick to ice
watching highspeed
chases in your mind
we always on a racetrack
crash, baby, i think
we need something real
i wont say it nicely
you dont gotta feel
like this war so enticing
cant let go of the vices, no
in a sense i dont mind it, tho
we get lost in the lights, and glow
we get close when we dance in the snow
cant go back
if i exhaust all my fixes
heart attack
'cause my sheets still got you lipstick
so im always at the same
place u left me at
catching breaks
is hard without you
and still praying
for you even when
im so gone
im not breathing, yeah
cant go back
if i exhaust all my fixes
heart attack
'cause my sheets still got you lipstick
so im always at the same
place u left me at
catching breaks
is hard without you
and still praying
for you even when
im so gone
im not breathing, yeah
Written by: Ásgeir Ægisson
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