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Under My Breath (Fells Remix)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NOTD
NOTD
Performer
Riley Biederer
Riley Biederer
Vocals
Fells
Fells
Remixer
Tobias Danielsson
Tobias Danielsson
Performer
Samuel Brandt
Samuel Brandt
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Riley Biederer
Riley Biederer
Composer
Tobias Danielsson
Tobias Danielsson
Composer
Samuel Brandt
Samuel Brandt
Composer
Heather Sommer
Heather Sommer
Composer
Adam Turley
Adam Turley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NOTD
NOTD
Producer
Fells
Fells
Producer
Tobias Danielsson
Tobias Danielsson
Producer
Samuel Brandt
Samuel Brandt
Producer

Lyrics

Hot and heavy You put on your jeans and I keep reinventing Ways to be around the bush Not obsessing, 'least that's what I tell myself Fuck, but I'm pretending Hmm, I try to make colossal feelings look casual Clinging on to my last bit of self-control Hmm I've been screaming three words in my head Say it under my breath instead 'Cause I don't wanna come on too- What if it slips off my lips Then everything goes to shit Can't fix it I don't wanna come on too strong But I'm bound to spill my feelings on the dinner table Or in between the drink at the party And I probably could've said it right before you left Intentionally forget to mention that I love you I'm a cynic Maybe something in the water makes me pessimistic I'm tryna make it all make sense Terrifying, throwing my heart out on the line So I keep it in Hmm, I try to make colossal feelings look casual Clinging on to my last bit of self-control Oh, no, no I've been screaming three words in my head Say it under my breath instead 'Cause I don't wanna come on too- What if it slips off my lips Then everything goes to shit Can't fix it I don't wanna come on too strong But I'm bound to spill my feelings on the dinner table Or in between the drink at the party And I probably could've said it right before you left But I intentionally forget to mention that I love you Baby, I'm a walking, stalling, ticking, time-bomb Ghosts I feel in the pockets of the silence They're talking in my sleep Drinking a coffee I've been screaming three words in my head Say it under my breath instead 'Cause I don't wanna come on too- What if it slips off my lips Then everything goes to shit Can't fix it I don't wanna come on too strong But I'm bound to spill my feelings On the dinner table Or in between the drink at the party And I probably could've said it right before you left But I intentionally forget to mention that I love you
Writer(s): Samuel Brandt, Riley Biederer, Heather Sommer, Adam Turley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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