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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BANKS
BANKS
Vocals
BJ Burton
BJ Burton
Synthesizer
Nick Sanborn
Nick Sanborn
Synthesizer
Ben Lester
Ben Lester
Pedal Steel Guitar
Lazerbeak
Lazerbeak
Programming
Aron Forbes
Aron Forbes
Performer
Tim Anderson
Tim Anderson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aron Forbes
Aron Forbes
Composer
Tim Anderson
Tim Anderson
Composer
Jillian Rose Banks
Jillian Rose Banks
Composer
Brandon Treyshun Campbell
Brandon Treyshun Campbell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BJ Burton
BJ Burton
Producer
Brandon Bost
Brandon Bost
Mixing Engineer
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Mixing Engineer
Sam Tusa
Sam Tusa
Assistant Recording Engineer
Aron Forbes
Aron Forbes
Vocal Producer
Tim Anderson
Tim Anderson
Vocal Producer
Huntley Miller
Huntley Miller
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You want me, you want me
Want me to stroke your ego
Beg for it, die for it
Mm, I got the touch, placebo
Nothing that you wouldn't do
Lie to get back in my room
'Cause that's what narcissists do
You want me, you want me
Want me to (Stroke)
[Verse 2]
Say it's hard to breathe inside my ocean
I give you the deep, but you're still floatin'
You would let me drown to save your own life
Don't think I can't see your soul is soakin'
[Verse 3]
It's always in my head
Everything is always about you
You tell me you're a book that I misread
You just wanna tell me what to do, whoa, whoa
[Verse 4]
You want me, you want me
Want me to stroke your ego
Beg for it, die for it
Mm, I got the touch, placebo
Nothing that you wouldn't do
Lie to get back in my room
'Cause that's what narcissists do
You want me, you want me
Want me to stroke
[Verse 5]
(Stroke)
[Verse 6]
Girl, the way you moan, you make a symphony
I looked it over and the thing got steeper
And even though you wanted me sweet
You could call me savory
You're treadin' water, and the wound got deeper
[Verse 7]
It's always in my head
Everything is always about you
(You used to get it on the low)
You tell me you're a book that I misread
(You always said I was your type)
(You say you got it down below)
You just wanna tell me what to do
(You wanna give it to me right)
[Verse 8]
Tell me you're so good at it, good at it
You say you don't wanna quit, and you
You say you won't run outta love, outta love
Say you got enough of it for two
I'm ended up, you been invited
You been tellin' me, now I'm afraid
You're running up to the table invited
You want a taste of my own lemonade, yeah
[Verse 9]
You want me, you want me
Want me to stroke your ego
Beg for it, die for it, mmm
Mm, I got the touch, placebo
Nothing that you wouldn't do
Lie to get back in my room
'Cause that's what narcissists do
You want me, you want me
Want me to (Stroke)
Written by: Aron Forbes, Brandon Treyshun Campbell, Jillian Rose Banks, Tim Anderson
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