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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Walkman
Kevin Walkman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Reeder
Kevin Reeder
Lyrics
Nicholas Kyle Kruse
Nicholas Kyle Kruse
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick from Space
Nick from Space
Producer

Lyrics

Blue lights Colors changing everywhere Tonight Said you'd leave alone but I'm still there Close your eyes Don't be afraid it's in the air Tonight I'll be whatever you need me to weather love 'Cause it's easy to fake it Don't bother picking up the pieces if you ain't break it I don't want a text from you at nine a.m. I don't want to hear a word from you please don't see me again, and Maybe you're different, maybe you're special Maybe we'd vibe, we could lay down and cuddle Maybe there's something if we let it grow Maybe it's love, guess that we'll never know 'cause Let's close the blinds, and waste your time I'm glad you stuck around You'll be one good distraction, get some action If you're down Don't tell me 'bout your problem's bitch I've heard it all before I need a fucking band-aid For a wound that I ignore So fuck it skip to the good part I've been eyeing up your body I don't care about your heart I don't care about my conscience if that ain't so crystal clear I don't have a reputation, I don't have a fuck to give Baby I'll pretend we're in love if you're digging it Thanks for coming you've lost your innocence Thrill is gone, there's no more time to play So please don't bother asking me if I'm doing okay, and Let's close the blinds, and waste your time I'm glad you stuck around You'll be one good distraction, get some action If you're down Don't tell me 'bout your problem's bitch I've heard it all before I need a fucking band-aid For a wound that I ignore
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