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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maia Toakley
Maia Toakley
Vocals
Isaac Freeman
Isaac Freeman
Guitar
Jasmine Tan
Jasmine Tan
Drums
Ned Olive
Ned Olive
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maia Toakley
Maia Toakley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charles Tait
Charles Tait
Producer

Lyrics

I told myself I wouldn’t write a song
But I need to make something out of my day
You called me up to cancel the plans
You know how to talk your way out of guilt
You say I need to make a change
As though I’m wanting things to stay the same
Oh you say I need to make a change
As though I’m unaware
Unaware, unaware of my own pain
Unaware, unaware of my own pain
I get a headache from all that I put in my body
The coffee I drink seven days a week,
And the news that I read and the sugar that I eat
I only survive when it’s twenty-five degrees
You say I need to make a change
As though I’m wanting things to stay the same
Oh you say I need to make a change
As though I’m unaware
Unaware, unaware of my own pain
Unaware, unaware of my own pain
At the end of the day
I need to learn how
To comfort myself
To find a way out
You say I need to make a change
As though I’m wanting things to stay the same
Oh you say I need to make a change
As though I’m unaware
Unaware, unaware of my own pain
Unaware, unaware of my own pain
You say I need to make a change
As though I’m wanting things to stay the same
Oh you say I need to make a change
As though I’m unaware
Unaware, unaware of my own pain
Unaware, unaware of my own pain
I told myself I wouldn’t write a song
But I need to make something out of my day
Written by: Maia Toakley
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