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Gabrielle Aplin - Panic Cord (Hucci Remix)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gabrielle Aplin
Gabrielle Aplin
Vocals
Mike Spencer
Mike Spencer
Programming
Liz Horsman
Liz Horsman
Programming
Rob Harris
Rob Harris
Guitar
Hucci
Hucci
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gabrielle Aplin
Gabrielle Aplin
Songwriter
Jez Ashurst
Jez Ashurst
Songwriter
Nick Atkinson
Nick Atkinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Spencer
Mike Spencer
Producer
Christian Wright
Christian Wright
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You, kept you
You, you, kept you
You, kept you
You, you, kept you
[Verse 2]
Ah, ah, you
Ah, ah, you
Ah, ah, you
Ah, you, kept you
[Verse 3]
Ah, ah, you
Ah, ah, you
Ah, ah, you
Ah, you, kept you
[Verse 4]
You kept all the things I threw away
A leaf I picked, a birthday card I made
Holding on to memories of you and me
We didn't last a year
Whoa, we're just a box of souvenirs
'Cause maybe
[Verse 5]
(Hucci, good)
[Verse 6]
You kept all, you, you kept all the
You kept all the things I threw
You kept all, you, you kept all the
You kept all the things I threw
[Verse 7]
The more that you keep coming over
The more I know it's over dear, d-dear
We're just a box of souvenirs
And maybe I pulled the panic cord
[Verse 8]
Maybe you were happy I was bored
Maybe I wanted you to change
Maybe I'm the one to blame
Maybe you were just too nice to me, me, me, me
And me, me, me
And maybe, be, be, be
And be, be, you're just oo nice me, me, me, me
And me, me, me
And maybe, be, be, be
And me, me, me, and me, and me
Me, me, me, and me, me, me
And may, me, me, me, me, and me, me, me
And may, me, me, me, me, and me, me, me
And maybe
[Verse 9]
It took me way too long to leave
Maybe once we felt the same
Oh-oh, maybe once we felt the same
Oh, felt the same, oh
Of course, we felt the same
Oh-oh, maybe once we felt the same
Oh, felt the same, oh
[Verse 10]
Things I threw, th-th-th-things I threw
Things I threw, oh, ta da ta da ta da, oh
Things I threw, th-th-th-things I threw
Things I threw, oh, ta da ta da ta da, oh
The more that you keep coming over
The more I know it's over dear, d-dear
Oh-oh, we're just a box of souvenirs
And maybe I pulled the panic cord
[Verse 11]
This meant more, this, this meant more to
This meant more to you than it did to
This meant more, this, this meant more to
This meant more to
Written by: Gabrielle Aplin, Jez Ashurst, Nick Atkinson
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