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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shaun William Jones
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shaun William Jones
Songwriter
Grant Dacklin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JonesJrr
Producer
DXCKLIN
Producer
Lyrics
I look at the world like something else
And put my pieces on the shelf
My tattered heart lays on the floor
Oh breathing's such a chore
I wish it would get simple at night
Cuz I feel the pressure of getting it right
And when I feel everything simmer inside
I just feel I could decline anytime
And there's no, telling where I go
And I know, I should move slowly
But I'm so, sick of these lows
And every time I get away they're like
"Hello, Hello"
I look at the world like something else
And put my pieces on the shelf
My tattered heart lays on the floor
Oh breathing's such a chore
I'll fuck around and lose all my teeth
From biting down on what's underneath
And my fingers bleed, and my jaw is sore
There's gotta be something more
Then working up all my courage to get up out of bed
And falling behind every time I ever get ahead
And replaying everything that I have ever said
Just to see that it never works how I intend
Wish I could push play
And see how it goes
And if it's my way
And if I'm happy I chose
To change up my state of mind
Instead of just choosing to stay inside
I look at the world like something else
And put my pieces on the shelf
My tattered heart lays on the floor
Oh breathing's such a chore
I'll fuck around and lose all my teeth
From biting down on what's underneath
And my fingers bleed, and my jaw is sore
There's gotta be something more
Writer(s): Shaun Jones
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