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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gordi
Gordi
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sophie Payten
Sophie Payten
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sophie Payten
Sophie Payten
Producer
Kayla Reagan
Kayla Reagan
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
One, two, three, four
[Verse 1]
She said that she watched him die on FaceTime
It all took about three days
No, they wouldn't let her keep the bed sheets
Folded hospital corners
[Chorus]
Like a leech to feed on tenderness
Like a PVC divide
Like a concrete backyard caving in
And from the lowest rung you climb
[Verse 2]
Spent forty-four minutes on the telephone
Weeping in gratitude
That they were first to let you go
Before you knew you had to lose
[Chorus]
Like a leech to feed on tenderness
Like a PVC divide
Like a concrete backyard, caving in
And from the lowest rung you climb
[Refrain]
Went to his room
I told him the news
He said he didn't mind
I'm used to it
Is it bad?
Yeah, it's bad, it's bad
How long? How long?
How long? How long?
How long? How long?
It was written for me
It was written for me
It was written for me
[Refrain]
Went to his room
I told him the news
He said he didn't mind
I'm used to it
Is it bad?
Yeah, it's bad
How long? How long?
How long? How long?
I was wrong
How long?
It was written for me
Written by: Sophie Payten
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