Hudební video

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
SMYU
SMYU
Performer
Jeremy Dubray
Jeremy Dubray
Vocals
Alexis Collas
Alexis Collas
Electric Guitar
Valérian Raffault
Valérian Raffault
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Dubray
Jeremy Dubray
Composer
Alexis Collas
Alexis Collas
Composer
Valérian Raffault
Valérian Raffault
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremy Dubray
Jeremy Dubray
Producer

Texty

She’s a girl in a truck, she’s chasing her dreams,
She’s a girl in a truck,
Hanging on her feelings, behaving as a queen,
Planning her next move, like a chess-playing machine,
Lost in the darkest weathers
We both knew from the start we’re out of frame, and it won’t last,
One more dive into the fables, it has a bitter taste in the end
Give me a hug, let me steal your soul,
Let me sink my teeth in the devil,
I know you just starve and pretend,
How dare you even play that truth or dare, uh ?
Sorry babe, I can’t give my heart
Hole in the chest, do not twist the knife, it hurts
She’s a girl in a truck, she’s chasing her dreams,
She’s a girl in a truck,
Hanging on her feelings, behaving as a queen,
Planning her next move, like a chess-playing machine,
Lost in the darkest weathers
So you’re single you say?
That’s not what pictures tell,
Stroke my easter eggs for a day
‘cause all you want to is
bang bang [you want it]
bang bang [you need it]
bang bang [you feel loved when]
bang bang [you want it]
bang bang [you deserve it]
bang bang [you got infected]
Cards kept close to your chest,
Don’t hide your fangs, a masquerade
To understand no need to slip inside your mind
Sorry babe, can’t give you my heart
Hole in the chest, do not twist the knife, it hurts (liar)
She’s a girl in a truck, she’s chasing her dreams,
She’s a girl in a truck,
Hanging on her feelings, behaving as a queen,
Planning her next move, like a chess-playing machine,
Lost in the darkest weathers
I’m sorry babe, can’t give you my heart
‘Cause you don’t fucking deserve it, so go fuck yourself
Trick or treat, You’re on your knees so how can I refuse?
All eyes on you, you guess I’d kill for the cruise
You’re just playing with the same old letters
You’re like birds with broken feathers
Enough with jokes you’re not a queen you fucking kid, you’re a mess,
I’d rather cut my balls and suffocate with my one-eyed snake,
Marche ou crève, ça ne s’apprend pas sur les réseaux
Agis ou rêve, mais ne vis pas à travers les autres
Written by: Alexis Collas, Jeremy Dubray
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