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INTERPRÉTATION
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
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Jon Wienner
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Julián Cruz
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PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dominic Fike
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Sam Homaee
Ingénierie de prise de son
Jon Wienner
Ingénierie de prise de son
Julián Cruz
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The Roommates
Production
Ryan Dulude
Assistance d’ingénierie
Manny Marroquin
Ingénierie de mixage
Robin Florent
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Chris Galland
Assistance d’ingénierie
Jeremie Inhaber
Assistance d’ingénierie
Randy Merrill
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
I only showed up to tell you
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Movin' up under the moonlight
Like the vampires
Baby, careful inside where you step
Can you feel the weight of the eyes on your neck?
Passed me on the way down descendin' the stairs
And the whole room is watchin' while pretendin' to dance
It was close 'cause you don't know if you're standin' a chance
On your own, right, I know you didn't make any plans
And when the clock strikes twelve at night, you be doin' hella white
With somebody you don't even like, talkin' 'bout your life
One, two
Are we dead, is this really red wine?
Will you feel and live, die? Yeah
Take me back when I'm feelin' stressed out
'Cause it's nearing that time
I only showed up to tell you
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Movin' up under the moonlight
Like the vampires
They can tell that your mind is a mess (mind is a mess)
Take someone you don't even like to your bed
When it's over, you roll out, you come down the stairs
And there's no sign, the party vanished into thin air
Just like a ghost town, your best friends weren't even there
And the whole time, you realized you don't even care
When that alarm strikes seven like, goin' on your feather-white
Bed of white lies, last night was a set up
One, two
Are we dead, is this really red wine?
Will you feel and live, die? Yeah
Take me back when I'm feelin' stressed out
'Cause it's nearing that time
I only showed up to tell you
Everyone at this party's a vampire
This ain't red wine
We're all food for the bloodsuckers
Movin' up under the moonlight
Like the vampires
Writer(s): Sam Homaee, Jon Wienner, Jose Julian De La Cruz Jr, Dominic David Fike
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