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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rosie Darling
Rosie Darling
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rosie Darling
Rosie Darling
Songwriter
Justin Gammella
Justin Gammella
Songwriter
David Arkwright
David Arkwright
Songwriter
Teal Douville
Teal Douville
Songwriter
Jake Hawkes
Jake Hawkes
Songwriter
Kevin Hissink
Kevin Hissink
Songwriter
Michael McEach
Michael McEach
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Justin Gammella
Justin Gammella
Producer
David Arkwright
David Arkwright
Producer
Michael Brauer
Michael Brauer
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Engineer
Fernando Reyes
Fernando Reyes
Engineer
Teal Douville
Teal Douville
Producer

Lyrics

Backseat taxi Taking me away from you My bracelet, shoelaces I stole from your combat boots Reckless, restless I count the exit signs To get you off my mind, my mind It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you 'Cause I can't stop thinking about you Kissing your tattoos, smoking in your room I let my guard down, I never meant to It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you I'm not the same when I'm not around you Crying in Malibu, drunk in the bathroom Trying to call you It's gonna be a fucked up summer Headphones, alone Our goodbye is on repeat False hope, quick smoke Thinking I'll get some sleep Your ghost follows me A new city every night I still count the exit signs It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you 'Cause I can't stop thinking about you Kissing your tattoos, smoking in your room I let my guard down, I never meant to It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you I'm not the same when I'm not around you Crying in Malibu, drunk in the bathroom Trying to call you It's gonna be a fucked up summer Fucked up summer Fucked up summer Fucked up summer It's gonna be a fucked up summer If you said six months back We'd be here, I'd just laugh Thinking that we'd never wanna run from this We were wrong It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you 'Cause I can't stop thinking about you Kissing your tattoos, smoking in your room I let my guard down (I never meant to) It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you I'm not the same when I'm not around you Crying in Malibu, drunk in the bathroom Trying to call you It's gonna be a fucked up summer Fucked up summer Fucked up summer Fucked up summer (ooh) It's gonna be a fucked up summer (ooh) Summer (ooh) Fucked up summer (ooh) It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you (ooh) Fucked-up summer (ooh) It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you (ooh)
Writer(s): Michael Mceachern, Jacob Hawkes, David Breadmore Arkwright, Kevin Hissink, Justin Gammella, Teal Douville, Roseary Louise Darling Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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