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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pi’erre Bourne
Pi’erre Bourne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pi’erre Bourne
Pi’erre Bourne
Producer
James Kang
James Kang
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Bill Jabr
Bill Jabr
Mastering Engineer
Travis Louis
Travis Louis
Assistant Mastering Engineer

Στίχοι

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Writer(s): Jordan Timothy Jenks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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