Top Songs By Bec Sandridge
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bec Sandridge
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bec Sandridge
Composer
Nicholas Zaharias
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bec Sandridge
Producer
Nicholas Zaharias
Producer
Tony Buchen
Producer
Lyrics
I miss it
It seems too cheap to sing it
But this time, I mean
Be honest
You call me your baby
But I lost your number
Running, keep on running
We’ve been living on a fault line
Never?
Can it ever, ever, be just like the old times?
Oh, I thought the fault was mine
Oh, I thought that.
I was my own joke.
Laughing til I laughed my ass off
You’re pissing in the dark
An effort that can never pay off
That was pretty major
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I’m always a fan
Of something that can change you
I’m always a fan
I miss you
You said that you admit it
That this time you promise
You needed just a minute
To kick start some progress
Is it too late?
I gotta know
This phantom pain
Made itself at home
Could we ever be, be
just like the old times?
Lifting my hands up
No, no one could make this shit up
Had to kiss her in the car
Just to keep everyone else smiling.
That was pretty major
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Oh, I thought you love just like your Saviour?
But I’m always a fan
Ahhhhhhh
I’m ready to run but
where do we go from here?
I’m ready to run
I’m ready to run
where do I run
When there’s nowhere to run to
I
I’m ready to run
start to become my own fear
I'm ready to run
Where do I run?
Where do I run
When there’s no-one to run to?
I was my own joke
I laughed until I cried my eyes out
Pissing in the dark
Wish I never faked who I was
That was pretty major
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I’m always a fan
Of something that can change you
Oh, I’m always a fan
That was my own joke
I laughed my ass off
Yeah, what you thought of me
Did it mess me up?
Forgiveness is a scar
Lifting my hands up
Oooh I’m always a fan
Written by: Bec Sandridge, Nicholas Zaharias