Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jhené Aiko
Vocals
Dr. Chill
Vocals
Robert "Bubby" Lewis
Bass
Martin Fredriksson
Percussion
Felix Oquendo
Saxophone
Gracie Sprout
Harp
Maxwell Karmazyn
Strings
Nicholas Kennerly
Strings
Keith McKelley
Tenor Saxophone
Chris Johnson
Trombone
Jamelle Adisa
Trumpet
David Meyers, Jr.
Drums
Brian Keith Warfield
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amaire Johnson
Songwriter
Jhene Aiko Chilombo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jhené Aiko
Additional Producer
Amaire Johnson
Producer
Jim Caruana
Recording Engineer
Casey Cuayo
Assistant Recording Engineer
Fisticuffs
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Dave Nakaji
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jose Ivan Jimenez
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah ah
The world's a fucking mess
It's gone to shit
And I am every bit a part of it
I may have started it
I try to find a brighter sight
An elevated, higher sight
It's out of sight
Oblivion
Wish I would go back
I could go back to no one
Oblivion
Wish I would go back
I could go back to nothing
My life's a fucking trip
It makes me sick
I am so jaded and I hate it
I'm faking it
I try to find a greener shade
To be the way
To lead the way
I need to wait
Oblivion
Wish I would go back
I could go back to nothing
Oblivion
Wish I would go back
I could go back to no one
There's no lovin' without losin'
There's no livin' without bruisin'
There's no limit, no delusion
Sweet oblivion
There's no lovin' without losin'
There's no livin' without bruisin'
There's no limit, no delusion
Sweet oblivion
The world's a fucking mess
It's gone to shit
And I am every bit a part of it
I may have started it
I try to find a brighter sight
An elevated, higher sight
It's out of sight, out of mind
Oblivion
Wish I would go back
I could go back to no one
Oblivion
Wish I would go back
I could go back to nothing
My life's a fucking trip
It makes me sick
I am so jaded and I hate it
So I stay faded
Try to find a greener shade
To be the way
To lead the way
I need to wait
I need to stay
Oblivion
Wish I would go back
I could go back to no one
Oblivion
Wish I would go back
I could go back to no one
Sweet oblivion
There's no lovin' without losin'
There's no livin' without bruisin'
There's no limit, no delusion
Sweet oblivion
There's no lovin' without losin'
There's no livin' without bruisin'
There's no limit, no delusion
Sweet oblivion
Sweet
Sweet, sweet oblivion
Dear brother
Am I still asleep?
Last night I saw you
And you told me there was coin laundry on the moon
I met a boy, he wasn't right for me
But now that I'm alone
I can hear the spirits talking
From the methaphysical to the physical
From the methaphysical to the physical
From the inside out
Let there be no doubt
Sage, means sagacity and intelligence
That's why the indigenous people burned it
To bring out the wisdom
If you talk to your plants, they will talk to you
If you talk to your plants, they will talk to you
And they will nourish you
Nourish you to a greater creation
Hm hm hm
Writer(s): Jhene Aiko Chilombo, Amaire Carter Johnson
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