Small think,
Small I got...
Push, it feels like hell 'cause they will, they will push,
It feels like 2-stone Saturday but I've calmed down.
Outside the window empty room, I left alone.
Small think,
Small I got.
A Push, a push could feel like hell.
The things they did, they things they said,
The things they did, they things they said,
The things they did, they things they said,
They left me feeling like 2-stone saturday but I've calmed down.
Small think,
Small I've got no space to breathe,
Please refrain from moving.
Writer(s): William Justin Lockey, Ross Harley, Adam Hiles, Paul John Mullen, Paul Gamble Beresford
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