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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bankrol Hayden
Bankrol Hayden
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bailey Lindley
Bailey Lindley
Composer
Hayden Inacio
Hayden Inacio
Lyrics
William Van Zandt
William Van Zandt
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer
Alberto Yáñez
Alberto Yáñez
Recording Engineer
Bailey Lindley
Bailey Lindley
Producer
Damn James!
Damn James!
Mixing Engineer
William Van Zandt
William Van Zandt
Producer

Στίχοι

[Verse 1]
Shared a room with my momma till I'm fifteen
And I was livin' on my own when I turned sixteen
When your parents break up, you lose your siblings
But sometimes it ain't better if we fix things
Said the bruises on my body, will always go away
But the words you said to me, they will always fucking stay
And yeah, I get presents up on my birthday
But that don't mean shit 'cause y'all still separate
[Verse 2]
Going home to home it make you really feel so crazy
It's love for all my siblings, know we rockin', shout out Haley
My brother's sixteen and he 'bout to have a baby
It's a beautiful struggle, I thank the man above daily
'Cause what you know about livin' out bags, goin'
House to house, even packed all the bags and I'm like
Everybody say, "Just chill and relax"
But then my heart went and shattered like they threw down the glass, yeah
[Verse 3]
Shared a room with my momma till I'm fifteen
And I was livin' on my own when I turned sixteen
When your parents break up, you lose your siblings
But sometimes it ain't better if we fix things
Said the bruises on my body, will always go away
But the words you said to me, they will always fucking stay
And yeah, I get presents up on my birthday
But that don't mean shit 'cause y'all still separate
[Verse 4]
I'm that kid, that was cryin' under tables, uh
Blaming on myself and, yeah, my mind went disabled, uh
Monday to Tuesday, I'm with my mom that's the judge's choice
Wednesday to Thursday, said the judge's voice
[Verse 5]
Shared a room with my momma till I'm fifteen
And I was livin' on my own when I turned sixteen
When your parents break up, you lose your siblings
But sometimes it ain't better if we fix things
Said the bruises on my body, will always go away
But the words you said to me, they will always fucking stay
And yeah, I get presents up on my birthday
But that don't mean shit 'cause y'all still separate
Written by: Bankrol Hayden
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