More songs by The Kid LAROI
Description
Love here is like renovating without tools: no matter how hard you try to patch up the cracks, everything still crumbles in your hands. All that remains are photos on the walls, cities between meetings, and the endless echo of “fix it, fix it, fix it” - even though it's clear that it's impossible. The weakness of admitting defeat is mixed with a stubborn unwillingness to let go. The music sounds like an internal debate between “it's your fault” and “actually, it's my fault,” and this debate seems like it will never end.
Associated artist: The Kid LAROI
Lyrics and music: Charlton Howard
Producer: KBeaZy
Mixing engineer: Serban Genea
Mastering engineer: Bryce Bordone