More songs by DJ Seinfeld
Description
Associated Performer, Producer: DJ Seinfeld
Associated Performer: TS Graye
Mixing Engineer: Armand Darius Anders Jakobsson
Mastering Engineer: Matt Colton
Composer: Armand Darius Anders Jakobsson
Composer, Lyricist: Gracie Curry
Lyrics and translation
Original
I guess I forgot how to feel.
There's no more love in this space left to steal.
I guess I forgot how to feel.
There's no more love in this space left to steal.
You can't come home, you can't come home. Home.
You can't come home, you can't come home. Home.
I guess I forgot how to feel.
There's no more love in this space left to steal.
I guess I forgot how to feel.
There's no more love in this space, love in this space, love in this space.
You can't come home.
You can't come home, you can't come home. Home. Home. You can't come home.
You can't come home, you can't come -home.
-I'm, I'm not voice mail you because- -Yeah.
-My connection's really shit, otherwise I would call you.
Um, but yeah, I just think like, to be honest, I, I was just really upfront, and
I was just like, "This isn't okay.
" And obviously I did a classic me thing and reacted on reaction, but I don't feel different about it this morning, so, um, yeah.
You can't come home, you can't come home.
Home. Home.
I guess
I forgot how to feel. There's no more love in this space left to steal.
I guess I forgot how to feel.
There's no more love in this space left to steal.