Jacob Lee - Author (Official Audio)

šŸ„€ Join the Lowlyland Club now: šŸ„€ Unreleased, exclusive songs šŸ„€ Receive 20% off my merch for life šŸ„€ Chat with me in my private discord ā€¢ MERCH STORE ā–ŗ SPONSOR ā–ŗ ā€¢ MY MUSIC ON SPOTIFY ā–ŗ MY MUSIC ON APPLE MUSIC ā–ŗ ā€¢ Stream: ā€¢ Performed Jacob Lee | @jacobleemusic Written Jacob Lee | @jacobleemusic Mitch Finglas | @mitchelljon_ Artwork Maahy Abdul | @maahyart Mixed Matt Bartlem | @mattbartlem Luke Palmer | @lukepalmerguitarist Mastered Dale Becker | @beckermastering ā€¢ LYRICS I should leave you, After everything that weā€™ve been through, But you & I, we just donā€™t want to walk away, There is so much to love, & itā€™s tearing us apart, Though we both know what choice we should make, I donā€™t want to be the one who calls you to say... If lifeā€™s a book, then I guess Iā€™m the author, Iā€™m not growing old, with a chip on my shoulder, I made you believe, this was easy for me, So, I donā€™t know what to tell you, ā€˜Cause I was so sure of usā€¦ Did you mean it? When you said there were no more secrets? I can tell thereā€™s something that you want to say, There are words on your chest, I can hear them on your breath, Though you swallow them to keep me safe You say one more word I might just ask you to stayā€¦ If lifeā€™s a book, then I guess Iā€™m the author, Iā€™m not growing old, with a chip on my shoulder, I made you believe, this was easy for me, So, I donā€™t know what to tell you, ā€™Cause I was so sure of usā€¦ Donā€™t cry, Not another tear from your eye, Even if it kills me tonight, I will visit you one more time, (Donā€™t you) Donā€™t you understand, We donā€™t have a chance, How do I let go, When youā€™re all I have? I canā€™t let go... If lifeā€™s a book, then I guess Iā€™m the author, Iā€™m not growing old, with a chip on my shoulder, I made you believe, this was easy for me, So, I donā€™t know what to tell you, ā€™Cause I was so sure of usā€¦ ā€¢ FIND ME Store: Facebook: YouTube: Instagram: Brought to you by Lowlyland Records šŸ„€
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