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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Fathers
Young Fathers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alloysious Massaquoi
Alloysious Massaquoi
Songwriter
Graham Hastings
Graham Hastings
Songwriter
Timothy Brinkhurst
Timothy Brinkhurst
Songwriter
Kayus Bankole
Kayus Bankole
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Graham Hastings
Graham Hastings
Mixing Engineer
Laurie Ross
Laurie Ross
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm chasing
[Verse 2]
I'm chasing shadows in the gallows
Collecting what was stolen from me
I gots the stammers and no manners
I'm the man that's gonna play it for keeps
Oceanic, cinematic
Appetite for something bigger than free
You lick it and you stick it
And it's kinda like the taste of every teen
[Verse 3]
Emaciated, kinda wasted
Can't remember what the time in which we met
And somewhere in Tucson
I watched for one or two songs, then I left
I give two cents and a dollar
For all the paranoia I forget
Well boredom is a killer
For me to seal a deal, and now you're dead
(Come on)
[Verse 4]
You paid your debt
You playing dead
There's no respect
[Verse 5]
You're just a broken little toy
A silly little boy
Broken little toy
You silly little boy
[Verse 6]
Lover, lover
We had a flutter
Now I make you shudder
I wonder if you ever think of me
Watching form the cupboard
You think I'm narcissistic
But if he's in the picture
Then I'll just be in the kitchen making tea
Do we agree on everything we discussed
Remember when we begun
I never meant to disrupt
You promised we'd stay in touch
I know I'm on the sidelines
But if you don't mind, I'll stay
You can let me be your puppy dog
Leading you astray, fuck
[Verse 7]
Broken little toy
A silly little boy
Broken little toy
You silly little boy
[Verse 8]
You're just a broken little toy
A silly little boy
Broken little toy
You're just a silly little boy
[Verse 9]
And if it's sold for what I get
I'm lighting up your money to light a cigarette
I'm not for sale, I'm not for rent
I never repent, yes, yes, yes
I teach a class in sinning, I'm always winning
Just for you, fictitious revenue
[Verse 10]
Sold for what I get
I'm burning dirty money to light a cigarette
I'm not for sale, I'm not for rent
I never repent, yes, yes, yes
I teach a class in sinning, I'm always winning
Just for you, fictitious revenue
[Verse 11]
You're just a broken little toy
A silly little boy
Broken little toy
You're just a silly little boy
Written by: Alloysious Massaquoi, Graham Hastings, Kayus Bankole, Timothy Brinkhurst
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