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• Artiste: Abby Powledge
• Titre: Winding Down
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I would picture us slow dancing late at night You would take my hand so gently, sipping red wine With the lights all dim, your hair messed up just right I would give you all my children, be your wife But I felt how you shifted As you grew cold and distant And I still tried to fix it every time But talking every night turned into talking on the weekends You only messaged me before you slept to rest assured that I'm still caving in, still easing off what we left unsaid I'm a wreck now But babe, we were hellbound, winding down Winding down I would picture us in hindsight, down the road Looking back at photographs and cracking jokes Reminiscing when you asked my hand to hold And how stupid we'd both been when we were young But I felt how you faded As you grew cold and jaded I knew I'd never make you change your mind But talking every night turned into talking on the weekends You only messaged me before you slept to rest assured that I'm still caving in, still easing off what we left unsaid I'm a wreck now But babe, we were hellbound, winding down Winding down Slow burn in reverse, you wanted me first And it only hurts 'cause I saw it coming Slow burn in reverse, took every wrong turn I've had it much worse, but you'll be some girl's husband And babe, I saw it coming But talking every night turned into talking on the weekends You only messaged me before you slept to rest assured that I'm still caving in, still easing off what we left unsaid I'm a wreck now But babe, we were hellbound, winding down Winding down Winding