Top Songs By The I.L.Y's
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The I.L.Y's
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zachary Hill
Songwriter
Andrew Morin
Songwriter
Lyrics
You might be the sickest fuck of them all
I wish I spoke Chinese for real
You might be the sickest fuck of them all
I wish I spoke Chinese for real
There is nothing smart to do
You died but nothin' happened to you
Dead all day in Malibu
Authority is talking to you
You might be the sickest fuck of them all
I wish I spoke Chinese for real
Losin' to my mind again
It just wants to be my friend
Got your hair in the strobe light
Got your eyes and close 'em right
St. Germain, I can’t explain
When we fuck and things don’t look the same
Like my head makes you feel safe
Her energy will take its place
You might be the sickest fuck of them all
I wish I spoke Chinese for real
Losin' to my mind again
It just wants to be my friend
Got your hair in the strobe light
Got your eyes and close 'em right
Written by: Andrew Morin, Zachary Hill