Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chloe Star
Chloe Star
Vocals
Era The Kid
Era The Kid
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chloe Star
Chloe Star
Lyrics
Matilda Cole
Matilda Cole
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ted Loco
Ted Loco
Producer

Texty

Got a black suit in my closet
Told my mama just how I want it
Tell her put my chain on my belt loop
She said honey let me help you
Tell her play Amy at my funeral
Cuz she died fucked up and beautiful
You know I don’t want to leave you
But mama I can’t outrun the reaper
Ive been running
Ive been tripping
Ive been losing my mind
So help me
Tell God I'm a lover not a fighter
But I smoke cigarettes with white lighters
Tell God that I’m already forsaken
I’ve stopped counting the pills I’ve taken
All my heros die young
Seems a little strange that
All my villans live on
If I die at twenty seven
Well be dancing at the club in heaven
Ima drive the wrong way on the freeway
Ima drink till my heart stops beating
Ima call you and tell you I love you
I’ll be your angel above you
Bury me with all my secrets
My prized possessions keep them
If you find my journal read it
and then you'll know
That Ive been tryna leave forever
My mother was only tether
To this world
So don't forget her
When I'm gone
Tell God I'm a lover not a fighter
But I smoke cigarettes with white lighters
Tell God that I’m already forsaken
I’ve stopped counting the pills I’ve taken
All my heros die young
Seems a little strange that
All my villans live on
If I die at twenty seven
Well be dancing at the club in heaven
Written by: Chloe Star, Matilda Cole
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