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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quarry
Quarry
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quarry
Quarry
Lyrics
Ashley Paul Carvell
Ashley Paul Carvell
Songwriter
Richard Swift
Richard Swift
Songwriter
Frank Colucci
Frank Colucci
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quarry
Quarry
Producer
Frank Colucci
Frank Colucci
Producer
Stuart Hawkes
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

This what a white man got
Bad legacy, big fat watch
Blue jeans and a football team
Dead culture, imperial dreams
Nothing to break but bread
There's no style, no money left
Use the minutiae to go unseen
You see, some men don't read
She's a boy, call me sire
This is war, this is fire
No, that's a lie, this is more like violence
World, you gave me life and now you're silent
I'm not the enemy
You're already dead to me
Wish you were somebody else
White wishy-washy world
I'm not the enemy
You're already dead to me
Wish you were somebody else
White wishy-washy world
Can I buy a ring with a skull?
Yes sir, just no diamonds or pearls
Curves or colours, or it might seem
You've been playing a different team
Um okay, what the hell?
Did I not introduce myself?
Take your bias and your preconception
We the same race, but it ain't a reflection
She's a boy, call me sire
This is war, this is fire
No, that's a lie, this is more like violence
World, you gave me life and now you're silent
I'm not the enemy
You're already dead to me
Wish you were somebody else
White wishy-washy world
I'm not the enemy
You're already dead to me
Wish you were somebody else
White wishy-washy world
(I'm not the enemy, enemy)
I'm not the enemy (I'm not the enemy)
You're already dead to me (you're already dead to me)
Wish you were somebody else
White wishy-washy world
I'm not the enemy
You're already dead to me (you're already dead to me)
Wish you were somebody else
White wishy-washy world
Written by: Ashley Carvell, Frank Colucci, Quarry, Richard Swift
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