Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wilke
Wilke
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wilke
Wilke
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wilke
Wilke
Producer

Lyrics

How could you do this to me, huh
Right outta left field, too deep
Got two black eyes, I can't see
Flat on my side, I can’t breathe
It's getting late, you're leaving
Backseat is packed to the brim
Front door wide open house dim
This night is hell, I feel it
My whip is old but it's clean
Three years spilled out on the streets
White chalk outlines trace the scene
Your fury flies, it's complete
So whatcha doing to me now
Yea, yea, you, you
Whatcha doing to me now
Yea, yea, you, you
Whatcha doing to me now
I need to know
Why ya blowing up my world
Why ya blowing up my world
You told me things I can't believe
I told you secrets safe with me
You told me we were meant to be
I told you love to wait and see
First you changed my disbelief
You flipped my world
I felt complete
I opened up, I never dreamed
I'd feel like this
I'd sink so deep, yeah
Cause in the shadows, I'm walking through the valley of death
And every night I keep searching never finding no rest
Cause I can't make no sense of what went down
Just a hole in my chest, only evidence found
All these memories haunt me to the grave and beyond
Everything your love cost me in a blink, it's all gone
Cause you were all I wanted, all that’s wrong
Just can't wrap my head around it
So whatcha doing to me now
Yea, yea, you, you
Whatcha doing to me now
Yea, yea, you, you
Whatcha doing to me now
I need to know
Why ya blowing up my world
Why ya blowing up my world
Written by: Wilke (無稽)
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