Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
CHINCHILLA
Vocals
Mintsauce
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daisy Matilda Bertenshaw
Songwriter
Dominic Feil-Roots
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CHINCHILLA
Producer
Mintsauce
Producer
James Mellor
Mixing Engineer
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Cut you off
I blocked your number and i cut you off
I stole your thunder you've a too much attention already
So I used what you left me to sharpen my machete
Ah Ah
Testament
Teeth in a conversation feed on my tongue untied
Deep in a rumination me and my bottle of wine
I-I-I-I
I lost my mind
Finally lost composure something about tonight
Buried every hatchet left me gaslit obsessive addict batshit
Married to the power i lack
I lost my mind
You're so fucking bad for me
Still I censor every feeling and profanity
Your fragility could never take the fall
This was is inevitable
Cut you off
I blocked your number and i cut you off
I stole your thunder you've a too much attention already
So I used what you left me to sharpen my machete
I cut you off
I blocked your number and i cut you off
I stole your thunder let it rain on my life like confetti
Don't call me or text me
I warned you don't test me
AH AH
Clear that you're tryna soften something you can't deny
My visions vivid i'm livid i see it playing on a loop rewind
I lost my mind
I don't want it to be put on me to trigger your memory and relive mine
You remember too well professional what happened do tell you lie
Let me live before I
I know that's is bad for me
Still I lied let it slide cos i felt bad you see
Your fragility could never take the fall
You're so fucking immature
Cut you off
I blocked your number and i cut you off
I stole your thunder you've a too much attention already
So I used what you left me to sharpen my machete
I cut you off
I blocked your number and i cut you off
I stole your thunder let it rain on my life like confetti
Don't call me or text me
I warned you don't test me
AH AH
Now I smashed my phone up threw it at the wall
Cos you called one too many times
What you do that for me?
Now I'm lying on the floor
Racking up a debt
Now I'm anxious and I'm phoneless what a mess
Cut you off
Never used to believe in that
Cut you off
Still you stole all my money in fact
Wasted energy backing you
Now it's something I have to do
I cut you off
I blocked your number and i cut you off
I stole your thunder let it rain on my life like confetti
Don't call me or text me
I warned you don't test me
AH AH
Writer(s): Daisy Matilda Bertenshaw, Dominic Feil-roots
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