letra de analysis - emma jayne
[verse]
was it the lighting? the overhead
was it the timing? or the color red
on my sweatshirt, the way i walked in the room
was it the aries moon?
[chorus]
the little kid in me’s holding a grudge
the preteen pretends it never happened
the old soul knows this will pass
right now i’m caught up
the little kid in me’s holding a grudge
the preteen pretends it never happened
the old soul knows this will pass
right now i’m caught up in -n-lysis
[verse]
is it fatal, my irreversible flaws?
or in my makеup, written in all along
my dna or the way i put it in a song
is it my cancer sun?
[chorus]
thе little kid in me’s holding a grudge
the preteen pretends it never happened
the old soul knows this will pass
right now i’m caught up
the little kid in me’s holding a grudge
the preteen pretends it never happened
the old soul knows this will pass
right now i’m caught up in -n-lysis
[bridge]
you say i’m sorry and i say it’s fine
but the wound is still bleeding cause healing takes time
the ball’s in my court now, forgiveness ends fights
and i don’t wanna fight
[chorus]
the little kid in me’s holding a grudge
the preteen pretends it never happened
the old soul knows this will pass
right now i’m caught up
the little kid in me’s holding a grudge
the preteen pretends it never happened
the old soul knows this will pass
right now i’m caught up in -n-lysis
(the little kid in me’s holding a grudge)
ohh pretends it never happened
the old soul knows this will pass
right now i’m caught up in -n-lysis
[post-chorus]
whoah whoah ohhh
i’m caught up in -n-lysis
whoah whoah ohhh
[outro]
was it the lighting? the overhead
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