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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Catie Turner
Catie Turner
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Catie Turner
Catie Turner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ruslan Odnoralov
Ruslan Odnoralov
Producer

Lyrics

Take me to dinner, say it's my favorite Hasn't been my favorite since I was nine You say you hear but do you really listen? I don't really listen, I think we stopped trying Am I loyal to people or to a last name? I'll carry the crest and internalized blame When gods become people, there's not much to talk about It feels like a graveyard inside of our house It feels like a graveyard inside of our house It's almost your birthday, don't know what to get you Don't know what to get you, don't know what you like And I never asked, you never told me You never tell me, so I'll get you wine When it starts to feel like work to pick up the call Small talk with strangers, it's your duty to love No choice in who made you, but choice with your time I hope you felt chosen some of your life I hope you felt chosen some of your life There is a kid who lives inside and they miss you Inside and they miss you and they don't know why Why we stopped eating dinner at the table And stopped watching movies on Saturday nights Before I saw the cities and crossed the state lines You were my safety, and I was your pride Though it feels different, for now, it's alright 'Cause at least I knew you once in my life At least I knew you once in my life I see you in movies, I'll see you in light I see you in playgrounds, every tear that I cry I hear you in trains, singing with crickets at night I know that I knew you once in my life I hope that I meet you again when it's time
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