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Pixels
R&B/Soul
Pixels κυκλοφόρησε στις 21 Μαΐου 2026 από Raad ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Pixels - Single
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ΆλμπουμPixels - Single
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας21 Μαΐου 2026
ΕτικέταRaad
ΓλώσσαEnglish
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM129

Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
RAAD
RAAD
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paulina Raad
Paulina Raad
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RAAD
RAAD
Producer

Στίχοι

Put that phone down
I'm not sold up on naked pictures
No sub high like my spirit in the right pixels
Teach a bad bitch new tricks steppin' alchemission
Off-script, ain't you tired of your stupid fiction?
Run over me get down with it
Before I met you thought I was mentally fit (get down with it)
Run over me get down with it
Get down with it
Run over me
I swear she calculated
Yeah shit got navigated
Every step premeditated
Her game recalibrated
One more drink and I think I'll pass
She got bitter like coffee on my tongue
Suffocate me like guilt like smoke in my lungs
Got me wonder if I shift from the shit
When I'm still stupidly holding on to the past
How I'm I supposed to believe that was any different
Fuck me over hands up
Fuck me 'till I hate your guts
So good
Fuck me 'till I hate your guts
This ain't love, this some crazy witchcraft bs
And I be hanging out lately with her demons
Yeah she's a ten but she run over me one with the
If you can meet her level of darkness you should keep her
Maybe for you was a phase
Maybe you just needed saving
Maybe I spend too much time contemplating
Rearranging, tryna make a change here
Cycles that been giving me excessive pain yet again
How dare I believe
Again and again
Again and again
Damage on my wrist like the back of my hand
She got comfy in the back of my head
One more drink and I think I'll pass
She got bitter like coffee on my tongue
Suffocate me like guilt like smoke in my lungs
Got me wonder if I shift from the shit
When I'm still stupidly holding on to the past
How I'm I supposed to believe that was any different
Fuck me over hands up
Fuck me 'till I hate your guts (you fuck me good)
So good (fuck me so good)
Fuck me 'till I hate your guts
She got bitter like coffee on my tongue
Suffocate me like guilt like smoke in my lungs
Got me wonder if I shift from the shit
When I'm still stupidly holding on to the past
How I'm I supposed to believe that was any different
Fuck me over hands up
Fuck me 'till I hate your guts
Written by: Paulina Raad
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