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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Leyla Blue
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Mathieu Jomphe-Lepine
Композитор
Leyla Aroch
Композитор
Lisa Scinta
Композитор
Sierra Deaton
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Billboard
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Sleepwalking to your place again, hoping you won't let me in
Hoping you won't let me start this conversation
Oh, can you make it make some sense? You know you can't call us friends
If you only call me when your night ends
Kiss me now and shut me up, feed my inner hysteria (ah, ah)
I dress it down so nonchalant so you can take it off
Not to be a buzzkill but I hate that you probably
Don't want me, you just want somebody
Fillin' up the empty space in your bed
Am I in my head?
Not to be a buzzkill, I'm enjoying the party
Rooftop nights, your hands on my body
Lying in the empty space that she left
Am I in my head? (Hhm) am I in my head?
Turnin' off the lights, pitch black, tellin' me to move like that
Are you seeing her in me? Fantasy or memory?
I can play the part so good, turn into her if I could
Do it like a movie scene, just to keep you on repeat
Kiss me now and shut me up, feed my inner hysteria
I dress it down so nonchalant, so you can take it off
Not to be a buzzkill but I hate that you probably
Don't want me, you just want somebody
Filling up the empty space in your bed
Am I in my head?
Not to be a buzzkill, I'm enjoying the party
Rooftop nights, your hands on my body
Lying in the empty space that she left
Am I in my head? Am I in my head?
Am I in, am I in my in my head
(Am I in my head? Am I in my head?) In my head?
Am I in, am I in my
(Am I in my head? Am I in my head?)
Writer(s): Lisa Scinta
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