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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blondshell
Blondshell
Vocals
Bosh Rothman
Bosh Rothman
Drums
Joe Kennedy
Joe Kennedy
Bass
Sam Stewart
Sam Stewart
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sabrina Teitelbaum
Sabrina Teitelbaum
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Coady
Chris Coady
Mixing Engineer
Yves Rothman
Yves Rothman
Producer
Jake Supple
Jake Supple
Recording Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Nate Haessly
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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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