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Megan Hilty - Hit Me (Lyrics) ft. Christopher Sieber & Jennifer Simard
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Megan Hilty
Megan Hilty
Performer
Christopher Sieber
Christopher Sieber
Performer
Jennifer Simard
Jennifer Simard
Performer
Ben Cohn
Ben Cohn
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julia Mattison
Julia Mattison
Composer
Noel Carey
Noel Carey
Composer
Marco Pennette
Marco Pennette
Book
Doug Besterman
Doug Besterman
Orchestrator
Mary-Mitchell Campbell
Mary-Mitchell Campbell
Vocal Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean Patrick Flahaven
Sean Patrick Flahaven
Producer
Scott M. Riesett
Scott M. Riesett
Producer
Julia Mattison
Julia Mattison
Producer
Noel Carey
Noel Carey
Producer
Ian Kagey
Ian Kagey
Recording Engineer
Oscar Zambrano
Oscar Zambrano
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Oh, that felt good
Oh my God
That felt really, really good
That was like therapy
Honestly, what a release
That was brutal
You just committed murder in cold blood
You know, you’re really ruining my high
Your—what is the matter with you?
You are going to get life in prison
And that is not good for someone in your condition
Except you can't go to prison without a dead body, and we do not have a dead body
[Instrumental]
That was rude
That was pretty fuckin' rude
Just look at me, I've been shot
She's alive
And yet she's not
So rude
Screw you
I need a doctor
Oh, do you?
You're a walking lie
And I can see right through you
Come here
Come here
I wanna wipe that perfect smile off your face
Come, give this a taste
Come here
You little rat
I'm gonna break you
Tear you to pieces
Stop teasing, bitch, just hit me
Wait, wait, wait
We're not focusing on the big picture here
Why is no one dying?
It has to be the potion
Oh, you think?
What potion?
You think it was the spooky magic drink?
I wish you were dead
Don't lose your head
Oh, shut your hole
I should've known you took it, too
I took it years before you
Wait a minute, let me try and understand this—
Shut up, Ernest, the women are talking
We've got this shit under control
Come here
Come here
I'm gonna have you bagged and dropped in a ditch
En garde, bitch
Come here
I'm gonna injure you severely
Dearly departed
Stop
We're just getting started
This is pointless, we can't even inflict pain on each other
Pain?
You wanna talk pain?
You wanna talk Bobby, Kevin, Ernest
And all my other loves you shoved down the drain?
Oh, please don't act like you're the victim here
Admit you've called me trash behind my back
My whole career
You wanted my life
So you destroyed it
Admit you enjoyed it
Stop
Ow, yeah
Hit me
Ow, yeah
Hit me like you mean it
Do what you will, you still can't kill me
[Instrumental]
Slut
Whore
[Instrumental]
God, that felt good
Written by: Julia Mattison, Noel Carey
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