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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Neptunica
Neptunica
Performer
New Beat Order
New Beat Order
Performer
BASTL
BASTL
Performer
Matthew Clanton
Matthew Clanton
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas William Raybould
Thomas William Raybould
Songwriter
Ahmad Balshe
Ahmad Balshe
Songwriter
Emmanuel Nickerson
Emmanuel Nickerson
Songwriter
Abel Tesfaye
Abel Tesfaye
Songwriter
Carlo "Illangelo" Montagnese
Carlo "Illangelo" Montagnese
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Maximillian Bohnet
Maximillian Bohnet
Producer
Nicolas Heine
Nicolas Heine
Producer
Juan Pablo Martinez mendillo
Juan Pablo Martinez mendillo
Producer
Sebastian Florian Leitl
Sebastian Florian Leitl
Producer
Marvin Ledwoch
Marvin Ledwoch
Producer
Matthew Clanton
Matthew Clanton
Producer

Lyrics

Your man on the road, he doin' promo You said, "Keep our business on the low-low" I'm just tryna get you out the friend zone 'Cause you look even better than the photos I can't find your house, send me the info Drivin' through the gated residential Found out I was comin', sent your friends home Keep on tryna hide it, but your friends know I only call you when it's half past five The only time that I'll be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah I only call you when it's half past five The only time I'd ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe I'ma let you know and keep it simple Tryna keep it up don't seem so simple I just fucked two bitches 'fore I saw you And you gon' have to do it at my tempo Always tryna send me off to rehab Drugs started feelin' like it's decaf I'm just tryna live life for the moment And all these motherfuckers wanna relapse I only call you when it's half past five The only time that I'll be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah I only call you when it's half past five The only time I'd ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes Who are you to judge, who are you to judge? Hide your lies, hide your lies, hide your lies, hide your lies Only you to trust, only you, only you I only call you when it's half past five The only time that I'll be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah I only love you when it's half past five The only time I'd ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe
Writer(s): Ahmad Balshe, Abel Tesfaye, Carlo Montagnese, Emmanuel Nickerson, Thomas Raybould Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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