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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chloe Slater
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chloe Slater
Songwriter
Jack Shuter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Shuter
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It's not clear if I am ripening or rotting
It girl told me if I'm sad to just go shopping
Kinda wish I could cut holes in all her French-designer pockets
But I can't
[Verse 2]
She's a waitress and works part-time as a hobby
Spends her wages in ten days on hipster coffee
Then moves abroad to be a star
I'd love to live on daddy's money
But I can't
[PreChorus]
Am I pathetic for being lost?
Only ever slip through the back door
'Cause apathetic comes at a cost
Babe, I swear to god that I need this more
[Chorus]
And my imagination frequents your life
Thirty-second snippets that twist the knife
Your twenty-four hours aren't the same as mine
Do you wish you were that hot?
Do you wish you were paid to shop?
And I'd look so much better if I had your clothes
I watched the whole series when you did your nose
Even though it always looked fine
Your twenty-four hours aren't worth the same as mine
[Verse 3]
You're a fucking liar, but wait
I just wanna watch you unbox even more land waste
Because it scratches my brain
My attention span is been lacking as of late
Tell me about that awful date
How you had to go home and masturbate
I doom-scroll through all the hate
Please distract me from the state of the world as I know it
[PreChorus]
Am I pathetic for being lost?
Only ever slip through the back door
'Cause apathetic comes at a cost
Babe, I swear to god that I need this more
[Chorus]
And my imagination frequents your life
Thirty-second snippets that twist the knife
Your twenty-four hours aren't the same as mine
Do you wish you were that hot?
Do you wish you were paid to shop?
And I'd look so much better if I had your clothes
I watched the whole series when you did your nose
Even though it always looked fine
Your twenty-four hours aren't worth the same as mine
[Bridge]
I saw you on a billboard, babe
When I was walking to my nine-to-five
I know that the world's a stage
I can't help thinking if I had your life
I'd be dressed to the nines
I'd be out all night
I'd be drinking wine
I'd slink in with a backstage pass
Have a brand new ass
I'd be quite alright
[Chorus]
And my imagination frequents your life
Thirty-second snippets that twist the knife
Your twenty-four hours aren't the same as mine
Do you wish you were that hot?
Do you wish you were paid to shop?
And I'd look so much better if I had your clothes
I watched the whole series when you did your nose
Even though it always looked fine
Your twenty-four hours aren't worth the same as mine
Written by: Chloe Slater, Jack Shuter