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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ebonnie Claire Greene
Ebonnie Claire Greene
Songwriter
Harrison Askew
Harrison Askew
Songwriter
Jordan Elliott
Jordan Elliott
Songwriter
Drew Hoyle
Drew Hoyle
Songwriter
Luke Midgley
Luke Midgley
Songwriter

Lyrics

So much love in a plastic bag
See my mat in the bottom of a glass
Say that shit again, I'll shut your mouth
I guess you're lucky, I'm such a drunk mess
I bet you're feelin' unappealin'
Kiss my boot, get your teeth all bleedin'
I wanna know
Steal it away from me and I'm fallin'
Reckon it's all you'd ever need, by morning
By morning
Your pussy makes me paranoid, I'm comin' up slow
Dealin' with my feelings in a cloud of smoke
Get this tension up in my chest
Eyes wide, jaws going, and I'm under arrest
Get to know me before you show me
Feelin' extra freaky when it comes to morning
I lose control
Steal it away from me and I'm fallin'
Reckon it's all you'd ever need, by morning
By morning
Wearin' silver but I'm feelin' golden
You should chill, bro, no, your girl I've stolen
Going off it all, I've heard your organ
It's all good though, I guess that's your slogan
I see you bleedin', heavy breathin'
Dealin' with your feelings when it comes to evenin'
I wanna go
Steal it away from me and I'm fallin'
Reckon it's all you'd ever need, by morning
By morning
By morning
Written by: Drew Hoyle, Ebonnie Claire Greene, Harrison Askew, Jordan Elliott, Luke Midgley
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