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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eleni Drake
Eleni Drake
Vocals
Sean Rogan
Sean Rogan
Electric Guitar
Chris Rabbitts
Chris Rabbitts
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eleni Drake
Eleni Drake
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eleni Drake
Eleni Drake
Co-Producer
Frank Colucci
Frank Colucci
Producer
Cicely Balston
Cicely Balston
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Late night road trips,
Cold hands, Warm kiss,
Sleep with the radio on too.
Sun beams find you,
It's like I know,
I'd sing every song for you.
Fan girl t-shirt,
Honey eyes burnt,
Heaven, right into me.
Standing 6'4,
Just to get you on the floor,
I didn't think it'd be so sweet.
I didn't think it'd be so sweet,
I didn't think so,
I didn't think it'd be so sweet,
I didn't think so.
Fall in quickly,
Fall out faster,
I think the problem lies with me?
Left me speechless,
Left to reach this,
Impossible, tall pillar, dream.
Fearful afters,
A disaster,
I'd do anything to leave.
But I'm just a child,
And you a thief,
Crawling towards you on my knees.
I didn't think it'd be so sweet,
I didn't think so,
I didn't think it'd be so sweet,
I didn't think so.
"These violent delights,
have violent ends"
It'd do me some good to,
remember this
I didn't think it'd be this sweet,
I didn't think so,
I didn't think it'd be this sweet,
I didn't think so.
Written by: Eleni Drake
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