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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Casey Barnes
Casey Barnes
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Casey Barnes
Casey Barnes
Composer
Morgan Evans
Morgan Evans
Composer
Danielle Blakey
Danielle Blakey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Msquared
Msquared
Producer

Lyrics

I was flying high it was Friday night
I was out with the boys a little whiskey on ice
Without a warning sign that little lightning smile
Hit me from 'cross the bar that's when things got wild
Felt my heart taking off, without a parachute
There's nothing I could do
Mayday Mayday I'm going down
Little white tank top pretty sipping on crown
With those blue sky eyes looking at me right now
I'm thinking mayday mayday I'm going down
She sang every word to drunk on a plane
Talked about our favourite bands dammit they're all the same
Now if you're looking for me in case you haven't heard
My last known position was looking at her
Singing
Mayday Mayday I'm going down
Little white tank top pretty sipping on crown
With those blue sky eyes looking at me right now
I'm thinking mayday mayday I'm going down
She got me falling down down down
She got me falling down down down
She got me falling down down down
She got me falling
Yeah she got me falling
So I'm now I calling
Mayday Mayday I'm going down
Little white tank top pretty sipping on crown
With those blue sky eyes looking at me right now
I'm thinking mayday mayday I'm going down
Down down down
She got me falling down down down
She got me falling down down down
She got me falling
Yeah mayday mayday I'm going down
Written by: Casey Barnes, Danielle Blakey, Morgan Evans
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