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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Hatcher
James Hatcher
Synthesizer
Reuben James
Reuben James
Piano
David Wrench
David Wrench
Programming
Naomi Scarlett
Naomi Scarlett
Background Vocals
Andy Clutterbuck
Andy Clutterbuck
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Hatcher
James Hatcher
Songwriter
Andy Clutterbuck
Andy Clutterbuck
Songwriter
Reuben James
Reuben James
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
HONNE
HONNE
Producer
David Wrench
David Wrench
Mixing Engineer
Cécile Desnos
Cécile Desnos
Mixing Engineer
Grace Banks
Grace Banks
Mixing Engineer
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Say hello to Tokyo
I can see myself livin' right here
I could lose ya in Shibuya
Close you eyes and watch me disappear
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I might, yeah, I might
I gotta get me outta this hole so come with me, so come with me
I gotta change my name by deed pole so come with me, so come with me
[Verse 3]
I might, I might, yeah I might (I might, I might)
Fake my death tonight, tonight, yeah tonight (Tonight, tonight)
So we can start a whole new life, a new life, a new life (A new life)
Yeah, I know we're gonna be alright
With no work, with no job, with no boss, not a thing
No, nothing, we could be so much happier
[Verse 4]
So how do I go off the grid?
How do I undo the things I did?
'Cause apathy don't work for me
In the real world
[Verse 5]
Can change my clothes and shave my face
It's hard to just finish without a trace
And who's idea was this in the first place?
Oh
[Verse 6]
I might, I might, yeah, I might
Fake my death tonight, tonight, yeah tonight
So we can start a whole new life, a new life, a new life (A new life)
Yeah, I know we're gonna be alright
With no work, with no job, with no boss, not a thing
No, nothing, we could be so much happier
We could be so much happier
We could be so much happier
[Verse 7]
I might, I might, yeah I might
Fake my death tonight, tonight, yeah tonight
So we can start a whole new life, a new life, a new life
Yeah, I know we're gonna be alright
With no work, with no job, with no boss, not a thing
No, nothing, we could be so much happier
[Verse 8]
We could be so much happier
We could, we could, we could
We could be so much happier
Written by: Andrew Clutterbuck, James Hatcher, Reuben James
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