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Halsey - Experiment On Me (from Birds of Prey: The Album) [Official Lyric Video]
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INTERPRÉTATION
Halsey
Halsey
Chant
Jordan Fish
Jordan Fish
Programmation
Oliver Sykes
Oliver Sykes
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ashley Frangipane
Ashley Frangipane
Paroles/Composition
John Eriksson
John Eriksson
Paroles/Composition
Jordan Fish
Jordan Fish
Paroles/Composition
Oliver Sykes
Oliver Sykes
Paroles/Composition
Peter Morén
Peter Morén
Paroles/Composition
Björn Yttling
Björn Yttling
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jordan Fish
Jordan Fish
Production
Oliver Sykes
Oliver Sykes
Production
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Ingénierie de mixage
John Hanes
John Hanes
Ingénierie de mixage

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Let you think you get the picture Bitch, you don't know how good I treat ya Shake it off, this pride and glory You dig up so many stories Oh, you're so under the thumb Four fingers from a knuckle sandwich Try my blood, it's just a starter No one tastes like me, yeah I'm pretty like a car crash, ugly as a lullaby You really wanna try it? Experiment on me Experiment on me Experiment on me Experiment on me Girl, I've been way too much to handle Bitch, I'll never be a good example Seen not heard is what they told me I look too good to be this lonely Oh, grab this loaded gun So hopeless, but I'm still romantic Bloodstained, I'm gonna blow a kiss And I bet it tastes like me, yeah I'm pretty like a car crash, ugly as a lullaby You really wanna try it? Experiment on me Experiment on me Experiment on me Experiment on me Lock up your sons, make way for the daughters You'll be the lamb and we'll be the slaughterer You've burnt the witches, now you're defenseless Who needs a Y with this many X's? Lock up your sons, make way for the daughters You'll be the lamb and we'll be the slaughterer You've burnt the witches, now you're defenseless Who needs a Y with this many X's? Lock up your sons, make way for the daughters You'll be the lamb and we'll be the slaughterer You've burnt the witches, now you're defenseless Who needs a Y with this many X's? Who needs a Y with this many X's? Who needs a Y with this many X's? Who needs a Y with this many X's? Who needs a Y with this many X's? I'm pretty like a car crash, ugly as a lullaby You really wanna try it? Experiment on me Experiment on me Experiment on me Experiment on me Experiment on me Experiment on me Experiment on me
Writer(s): Bjoern Daniel Arne Yttling, Ashley Frangipane, Peter Andreas Moren, John Eriksson, Jordan Keith Fish, Oliver Scott Sykes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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