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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Kapichi
Kid Kapichi
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Beetham
Ben Beetham
Songwriter
Jack Wilson
Jack Wilson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevin Vanbergen
Kevin Vanbergen
Producer
Thomas Mitchener
Thomas Mitchener
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Who's gonna take her to tea?
Your trainin' cords are free
Her spy relies with no surprise to me
[Verse 2]
So we took a trip (Took a trip)
Took a trip to the death dips (Death and dips)
A rollercoaster poster that we've seen
[Verse 3]
And she said, "I spy with my little eye"
Pending in the track 'cause I come here to die
Hold tight and breathe in the sky
This is what it's like to fly
[Verse 4]
Get your death wish on the death dips
Make your levels, show your levels
[Verse 5]
I spy with my little eye
Pending in the track 'cause I come here to die
Hold tight and breathe in the sky
This is what it's like to fly
[Verse 6]
We rode until we were sick
We laughed but could not resist
A final primal dive into the dips
[Verse 7]
And to our despair (To our despair)
The ride was no longer there (It's not there)
We cried inside the night of one last fix
[Verse 8]
Maybe if I tried and you cover my eyes
Put down the down and we'll scream for our lives
Oh, we could skydive without a surprise
Dyin' just to feel alive
[Verse 9]
Get your death wish on the death dips
Make your levels, show your levels
[Verse 10]
I spy with my little eye
Pending in the track 'cause I come here to die
Hold tight and breathe in the sky
This is what it's like to fly
Written by: Ben Beetham, Jack Wilson
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