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charlieonnafriday - Warning Shot (Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
charlieonnafriday
charlieonnafriday
Vocals
Tyler Dopps
Tyler Dopps
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Dopps
Tyler Dopps
Songwriter
Jim Lavigne
Jim Lavigne
Songwriter
Jackson Foote
Jackson Foote
Songwriter
Jesse Fink
Jesse Fink
Songwriter
James Marino
James Marino
Songwriter
Charlie Malone Finch
Charlie Malone Finch
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler Dopps
Tyler Dopps
Producer
Josh Deguzman
Josh Deguzman
Recording Engineer
Jon Castelli
Jon Castelli
Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Noah McCorkle
Noah McCorkle
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Katie Harvey
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Cut out my heart with no Novocaine
There's nothing to numb the pain and everything hurts, yeah
Who knew that hell could be Heaven-sent?
I guess that's what happens when a blessing gets cursed
[PreChorus]
Now she turned her Silverado to a getaway
Just another wild horse that got out the gate
Now her taillights burnin' down the interstate
And I really wanna chase her, I ain't thinkin' straight
Thinkin' straight, either way
She was gone by the sunrise
Started rainin' in the summertime
Picking pieces of my heart up off the floor, whoa, whoa
[Chorus]
Girl, I wish I had a warning shot of that 90-proof
Little liquor in my blood when you told me we're through, yeah
Hold the rocks on the '42
Need a bottle in my hand just to handle the truth, yeah
Gotta do what you gotta do, but girl, I ain't bulletproof, bulletproof
So let me get a warning shot, or maybe two
And then maybe I'll remember to forget about you, yeah
[Verse 2]
Roll Tide, girl, always out of time, girl
She in church on Sunday but it's Friday all the time, girl
Blindsided, didn't read the fine print
Swervin' 'cross the county lines
[PreChorus]
Now she turned her Silverado to a getaway
Just another wild horse that got out the gate
Now her taillights burnin' down the interstate
And I really wanna chase her, I ain't thinkin' straight
Thinkin' straight, either way
She was gone by the sunrise
Started rainin' in the summertime
Picking pieces of my heart up off the floor, whoa, whoa
[Chorus]
Girl, I wish I had a warning shot of that 90-proof
Little liquor in my blood when you told me we're through, yeah
Hold the rocks on the '42
Need a bottle in my hand just to handle the truth, yeah
Gotta do what you gotta do, but girl, I ain't bulletproof, bulletproof
So let me get a warning shot, or maybe two
And then maybe I'll remember to forget about you, yeah
Written by: Charlie Finch, Jackson Foote, James Marino, James William Lavigne, Jesse Fink, Jim Lavigne, Tyler Dopps
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