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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cil
Cil
Vocals
Daniel Tannenbaum
Daniel Tannenbaum
Background Vocals
Jesse Mason
Jesse Mason
Guitar
Peter Gonzales
Peter Gonzales
Drums
Stuart Johnson
Stuart Johnson
Drums
Daniel Krieger
Daniel Krieger
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Tannenbaum
Daniel Tannenbaum
Songwriter
Jesse Mason
Jesse Mason
Songwriter
Peter Gonzales
Peter Gonzales
Songwriter
Stuart Johnson
Stuart Johnson
Songwriter
Sergiu Gherman
Sergiu Gherman
Songwriter
Cecelia Webber
Cecelia Webber
Songwriter
Daniel Krieger
Daniel Krieger
Songwriter
Sean Kennedy
Sean Kennedy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jesse Mason
Jesse Mason
Producer
Peter Gonzales
Peter Gonzales
Engineer
Katie Harvey
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Noah McCorkle
Noah McCorkle
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Alisse Leymac
Alisse Leymac
Engineer
Sergiu Gherman
Sergiu Gherman
Producer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Yianni Anastos-Prastacos
Yianni Anastos-Prastacos
Mixing Engineer
Bekon
Bekon
Producer
Chakra
Chakra
Producer
Pete G
Pete G
Producer
Daniel Krieger
Daniel Krieger
Engineer

Lyrics

I take you like you take your Percs
Nice and easy when the thirty works
But damn, it hurts
When you don't know your name no more
I love you at your worst and I know just how it hurts
Maybe you think I'll never give you up
So, you don't ever give it up
So, tell me what you been doin', baby, what you want?
So afraid that you'll lose me, but I'm already gone
With one hand on the dollar and one hand up to God
Don't try to call me, baby, or I'ma call the cops
Motherfucker, let me leave (leave)
Leave (leave)
I cannot do this no more
Give me my keys (keys)
Keys (keys)
Too messed up to speak
Let me leave
Let me leave
Ooh, ooh
Oh, let me leave, yeah
Let me leave, let me leave
I found her shirt, I found the pills
I'm feeling cheap 'cause all the thrills
Got you lovin' 'em way more than me
And now you say that you were sorry
While your eyes look pretty glossy
What happened to the man that I knew, baby?
So, tell me what you been doin', baby, what you want?
So afraid that you'll lose me, but I'm already gone
With one hand on the dollar and one hand up to God
Don't try to call me, baby, or I'ma call the cops
Motherfucker, let me leave (leave)
Leave (leave)
I cannot do this no more
Give me my keys (keys)
Keys (keys)
Too messed up to speak
Let me leave
Let me leave
Ooh, ooh
Oh, let me leave, yeah
Let me leave, let me leave
Oh, I don't want to see you again
Let me leave, oh, let me leave
Oh, oh
Let me leave, let me leave
Written by: CECILIA WEBBER, Daniel Krieger, Daniel Tannenbaum, Jesse Mason, Peter Gonzales, Sean Kennedy, Sergiu Gherman, Stuart Johnson

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