Lyrics
Drained out at 25
In the peak of youth life
Your exes getting married
And parenting makes me worried
Anyone talks about everyone
At the festival of repetitive line ups
We talk
We talk
We talk
We talk
Well if I left it's your loss
We're toxic I didn't mean to say
I hate the way you drive my car
I want this all to be a better scene
I hate the way you pretend things
I want this all to be a better scene
Written by: Bagus Aditya, Billy Sukmono, Darin Vidaswara, Made Krisna Sanjaya, Nadya Narita