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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blondshell
Vocals
Bosh Rothman
Drums
Joe Kennedy
Bass
Sam Stewart
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sabrina Teitelbaum
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Coady
Mixing Engineer
Yves Rothman
Producer
Jake Supple
Recording Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Nate Haessly
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
You're disturbed, an exposed nerve
And I'm a creep to be attracted
You've been hurt, now you're crushing cans
And I'm a creep to watch it happen
You've been running around LA with trash
Sleeping in bars with a gun in your bag
Asking, "Can I be somebody else?"
You've been riding around on handlebars
Buying drugs from guys in cars
Asking, "Can I be somebody else?"
I think I wanna save you
I think I wanna join in
I think I wanna save you
Two people from the bottom of the bin
Bin
Bin
Think you watched way too much
HBO growing up
Now you got one arm cut
And when you eat, you throw up
You've been running around LA with trash
Sleeping in bars with a gun in your bag
Asking, "Can I be somebody else?"
I think I wanna save you
I think I wanna join in
I think I wanna save you
Two people from the bottom of the bin
Bin
Bin
You can let it rock and we're getting robbed
Then we're getting off and you're opening your mouth
Like the way you talk
On the internet, always on the internet
Laughing with your hair down
When I asked you what a simp meant
You know it's your playground
My home is your playground
You know it's your playground
But then when you go out
I think I wanna save you
I think I wanna join in
I think I wanna save you
Two people from the bottom of the bin
Bin
Bin
Writer(s): Sabrina Teitelbaum
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