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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Neil Smith
Neil Smith
Guitare
Christopher Vanderkooy
Christopher Vanderkooy
Guitare
Peter Wilton
Peter Wilton
Basse
Mikey Pascuzzi
Mikey Pascuzzi
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Neil Smith
Neil Smith
Paroles/Composition
Christopher Vanderkooy
Christopher Vanderkooy
Paroles/Composition
Peter Wilton
Peter Wilton
Paroles/Composition
Mikey Pascuzzi
Mikey Pascuzzi
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
John Congleton
John Congleton
Production
Liam Moes
Liam Moes
Assistance d’ingénierie
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

[Verse 1]
If you don't even wanna say my name anymore
That's fine
'Cause I'm so wasted I don't mind
Wait a little and you will see I can be that guy
Straight up wasted on a dime
[Verse 2]
I'm just black licorice
And all the people that I know
Would rather leave me in the bowl
[Verse 3]
Chuckie knows he'll have to carry me home
And he'll say, "That's fine"
But he's my baby, he won't mind
Ally goes it just like me but she's on a stride
Of keepin' her shit right in line
Unlike mine
[Verse 4]
I'm just black licorice
And all the people that I know
Would rather leave me in the bowl
I'm just black licorice
And all the people that I know
Would rather leave me in the bowl
[Verse 5]
I'm just black licorice
And all the people that I know
Would rather leave me in the bowl
Written by: Christopher Vanderkooy, Mikey Pascuzzi, Neil Smith, Peter Wilton
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