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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hope Tala
Hope Tala
Vocals
Anton Göransson
Anton Göransson
Performer
Charles Anderson
Charles Anderson
Performer
Michael Foster
Michael Foster
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hope Tala
Hope Tala
Composer
Anton Göransson
Anton Göransson
Composer
Charles Anderson
Charles Anderson
Composer
Michael Foster
Michael Foster
Composer
Isabella Sjöstrand
Isabella Sjöstrand
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hope Tala
Hope Tala
Producer
Social House
Social House
Producer
Anton Göransson
Anton Göransson
Producer
Charles Anderson
Charles Anderson
Producer
Michael Foster
Michael Foster
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

You keep coming closer to me
Or is it in my head just some wishful thinking?
Probably not anybody's business
What we do with all our time
Dancing, drinking and causing mischief
Off the Malbec, that shit's delicious
Can't make promises
That I'll behave this time
Causing drama, I know I should be smarter
Than that, don't want bad karma
But it's getting harder and harder
Not to come down with
Party sickness, yeah, that party sickness
Sometimes I get that party sickness, I got party sickness
It's my fault, 'cause I always listen
Yeah, I always listen, oh
To the devil on my shoulder, yeah
I just come down with
Watching people messing around
Music thumping, getting too loud
Floorboards shaking I feel the sound
Carry my feet up off the ground
Hand on my back guiding me through
The crowd of faces straight back to you
Of all the places I could make a scene
This one causing drama
I know I should be smarter
Than that, don't want bad karma, yeah, oh, oh, yeah
But it's getting harder and harder
Not to come down with
Party sickness, yeah, that party sickness
Sometimes I get that party sickness, I got party sickness
It's my fault, 'cause I never listen
No I never listen, oh
To the angel on my shoulder
Yeah, I just come down with
(Party sickness, party sickness)
Yeah, yeah, I just come down with
(Party sickness, party sickness)
Yeah, yeah, I just come down with
(Never listen, I never listen)
Yeah, yeah, I just come down with
(To the angel on my shoulder, yeah, I)
I just come down with
Causing drama, I know I should be smarter
Than that, don't want bad karma
But it's getting harder and harder
Not to come down with
Party sickness, yeah, that party sickness
Sometimes I get that party sickness, I got party sickness
It's my fault, 'cause I always listen
Yeah, I always listen, oh, yeah
To the devil on my shoulder
Yeah, I just come down with
I just come down with, with
Yeah, party sickness
Oh, yeah, party sickness, that party sickness
Party sickness
Written by: Anton Göransson, Charles Anderson, Hope McDonald, Hope Tala, Isabella Sjöstrand, Michael Foster
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