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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flipturn
Flipturn
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dillon Basse
Dillon Basse
Songwriter
Tristan Duncan
Tristan Duncan
Songwriter
Madeline Jarman
Madeline Jarman
Songwriter
Mitchell Fountain
Mitchell Fountain
Songwriter
Devon VonBalson
Devon VonBalson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Gilbert
Jon Gilbert
Producer

Lyrics

Summer came in on a Sunday
Hit me like a drunk on the subway, oh
Baby, I basked in the violence
Tulips and vines and the violets
Took me on down to a basement
Underneath the jungle pavement, oh
Kissed me like I was dying
How did she know I'd been trying?
Hanging on the words that I say
Maybe she was meant for Broadway, oh
Tell me how it was before me
Tell me, did you'd get so lonely?
All in all
All in all
It was helpless
Helpless
Now, what the fuck is up with my life?
Now I wanna make her my wife
I wanna grow old and crazy
Give all the money to the babies
Now, I wanna waste my prime
Giving her all my time
She's gonna hang me sideways
She's gonna eat me someday
All in all
All in all
It was helpless
Helpless
All in all
All in all
It was helpless
It was helpless
Written by: Devon VonBalson, Dillon Basse, Madeline Jarman, Mitchell Fountain, Tristan Duncan
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