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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jorja Smith
Jorja Smith
Lead Vocals
WDR Funkhausorchester
WDR Funkhausorchester
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jorja Smith
Jorja Smith
Songwriter
Ben Joyce
Ben Joyce
Songwriter
Dylan Mills
Dylan Mills
Songwriter
Guy Bonnet
Guy Bonnet
Songwriter
Nicholas Detnon
Nicholas Detnon
Songwriter
Roland Romanelli
Roland Romanelli
Songwriter
Gordon Hamilton
Gordon Hamilton
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Schwager
David Schwager
Recording Engineer
Georg Niehusmann
Georg Niehusmann
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
I wanna turn those blue lights into strobe lights
Not blue flashing lights, maybe fairy lights
Those blue lights into strobe lights
Maybe even fairy lights, not blue flashing lights
[Instrumental]
Don't you run when you hear the sirens coming
When you hear the sirens coming
Better not run 'cause the sirens not coming for you
What have you done?
You went to school that day
Was a bit late, but it was a Monday
Kept after class for answering back
You apologised, what's the harm in that?
[Chorus]
What have you done?
There's no need to run
If you've done nothing wrong
Blue lights should just pass you by
[Instrumental]
Gun crime into your right ear
Drugs and violence into your left
Default white headphones flooding the auditory
Subconscious waves you accept
You're sitting on the 4 back home
"Where you at, G? Answer your phone!"
Paused the poison to answer his message
Your boy sounds rushed, fears for his adolescence
[Chorus]
What have you done?
There's no need to run
If you've done nothing wrong
Blue lights should just pass you by
[Instrumental]
Tall black shadow as you're getting off the bus
Shadow shows no emotion so what's even the fuss?
But the face on your boy casts a darker picture
Of the red handed act, he's gonna whisper
"Look blud, I'm sorry, 'cause I know you got my back
He was running, I couldn't think, I had to get out of that"
Not long ago you were miming to the "Shook Ones"
Now this really is part two 'cause you're the shook one
Hands you the tool as you question your friendship
How's man like you gonna make me a convict?
Level of a felon when I've done nothing wrong
Blood on my hands but I don't know where it's from, no
You got blood on your hands, but you don't know where it's from
[Bridge]
Run when you hear the sirens coming
When you hear the sirens coming
Better run when you hear the sirens coming
'Cause they will be coming for you
So run when you hear the sirens coming
Better run when you hear the sirens coming
When you hear the sirens coming
The blue lights are coming for you
[Outro]
Those blue lights into strobe lights
Not blue flashing lights, maybe fairy lights
Written by: Jorja Smith, Ben Joyce, Dylan Mills, Guy Bonet, Nicholas Denton, Roland Romanelli
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