Lyrics: Seth Kole Kaminsky/Khloe Rose
Music: Seth Kole Kaminsky
Hmm
Ah Ah
Hmm
Meet me in the middle
No need for the riddles this time
Try to keep it civil
Just learn where every missile's still I-
Can't help but feel nothing real
It's not that I don't want you back
But it's time we deal
With
All the old baggage full of skeletons
You keep inside your closet
All those bad voices whispering poisons
When you're behind closed doors
All those arguments back in the comments
Swept under the carpet
I need to heal my trauma
As you need to deal with yours Oh
Deal with yours oh
I stand still turn to face off
ThΠ΅re's no hill left to die on thΠ΅se days (these days)
I love you but it feels wrong
The breakthrough hit me like a fast train
We're not anything we were
And every time you get me back
It gets so much worse
With
All the old baggage full of skeletons
You keep inside your closet
All those bad voices whispering poisons
When you're behind closed doors
All those arguments back in the comments
Swept under the carpet
I need to heal my trauma
As you need to deal with yours Oh
Deal with yours oh
We both deserve something real
And nothing when you can see that
You'll break the seal
With
All the old baggage full of skeletons
You keep inside your closet
All those bad voices whispering poisons
When you're behind closed doors
All those arguments back in the comments
Swept under the carpet
I need to heal my trauma
And you need to deal with yours
All the old baggage full of skeletons
You keep inside your closet
All those bad voices whispering poisons
When you're behind closed doors
All those arguments back in the comments
Swept under the carpet
I need to heal my trauma
And you need to deal with yours
Deal with yours oh oh