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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amaarae
Vocals
Geo Jordan
Guitar
Clementine Creevy
Background Vocals
Bryan De Leon
Drums
Derek Stein
Cello
Joey Howard
Bass
Mason "Maesu" Tanner
Background Vocals
Alice Go
Guitar
Joe Kennedy
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tochi Bedford
Songwriter
Ama Serwah Genfi
Songwriter
Bella Podpadec
Songwriter
Alice Go
Songwriter
Geordan Reid-Campbell
Songwriter
Dara Oloyede Oluwadarasimi
Songwriter
Emeka Emele Onuoha
Songwriter
Mason "Maesu" Tanner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amaarae
Engineer
Geo Jordan
Producer
Yves Rothman
Engineer
Tochi Bedford
Producer
Killing Skills
Mixing Engineer
Noah Glassman
Mixing Engineer
Jesse Newport
Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Noah McCorkle
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Ooh, ah
Yeah
Ooh, aah
Ooh
We in the hills tonight
You're in your feels tonight
Shawty's up all swimming in my head
Want a feeling something real tonight
If looks could kill tonight
You would be something like a cancer
Ted Bundy or Wayne Gacy
Nose wide open, eyes dilated
Oh
I couldn't live life without you, nothing's right without you
Baby, if you choose to die tonight, I'd be right behind you
Hell nah
Baby, for heaven's sake
When the angels call
I need you wide awake
Methamphetamine
Melting off your face
When the angels call
I need you widе awake
Oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I
I need you wide a
Need you wide awakе
Oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I
Oh, I need you wide awake
I said the hills have eyes
But, baby, I do too
What's wrong with us?
Is that I love you?
I said the hills have eyes
Shawty, I do too
What's wrong with us?
Is that I love you?
Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much
For my own good
Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much
Baby, you're no good
Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much
For my own good
Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much
Baby, you're no good
I bet that you hate me now
I changed my life and then I changed the sound
Ruin your day and then I take a bow
Come give me kisses, come make mommy proud
Huh, huh, huh, huh
My makeup, a mess
It's blood, it's sweat
I wipe it on my shirt
Then pop it like a med
Don't care 'bout what I'm asking you
Just fucking tell me yes
Tell me I'm the one
Tell me I'm the best
I do what I want, want so I can get my way
I'm running around and breaking shit if I can't get my way
I'm really never taking shit if I don't get my way
If I can't get my way
Then you can't get your way
I'm crying in a puddle
You give me something and I'm thanking you for nothing
Just tell me, fuck you, there's no need to make it subtle
Huh, huh please don't pop my pretty bubble
Not the bubble
My makeup, a mess
It's blood, it's sweat
I wipe it on my shirt
Then pop it like a med
Don't care 'bout what I'm asking you
Just fucking tell me, yes
Tell me I'm the one
Tell me I'm the best
I do what I want, want so I can get my way
I'm running around and breaking shit if I can't get my way
I'm really never taking shit if I don't get my way
If I can't get my way
Then you can't get your way
If I can't get my way
If I can't get my way
If I can't get my way
Then you can't get your way
My way (my way)
My way (my way)
My way (my way)
My way (my way)
My way (my way)
My way (my way)
My way (my way)
My way
Writer(s): Isabella Cornelia Podpadec, Alice Gough, Geordan Reid-campbell, Mason Tanner, Ama Serwah Genfi, E.o. Emeka, Tochi Bedford
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