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Nuclear (feat. Ben Hunter)
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Izzy Thomas
Izzy Thomas
Interprète
Ben Hunter
Ben Hunter
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ben Hunter
Ben Hunter
Paroles/Composition
Isabel Shoaleh Thomas
Isabel Shoaleh Thomas
Paroles/Composition
Ben Collier
Ben Collier
Composition
Joshua Osval Rodriguez
Joshua Osval Rodriguez
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Quentin Roelandt
Quentin Roelandt
Production

Paroles

Sick of the way you tell me I'm stupid Sick of the way you make me feel useless Sick of the way you ruin my day Sick of the way you always count my mistakes I feel a turn in my stomach I feel like I should say something Think I should say something I'm gonna say something Get out! I can't breathe Get out I can't sleep Your love is turning nuclear Your love, is turning nuclear to me Sick of the way you speak through your teeth Sick of the way I don't want to eat Sick of the way I give it all back Scream so loud my voice starts to crack. Sick of the way you speak through your teeth Sick of the way I don't want to eat Sick of the way I give it all back Scream so loud my voice starts to crack Think I should say something I'm gonna say something Get out! I can't breathe Get out I can't sleep Your love is turning nuclear Your love, is turning nuclear to me Yeah... I'm sick of this bitch you're ridiculous all you keep focusing on are the riches Or how many people double tap on your pictures your shallow And that's the reason that I'm not diving into this Openly frivolous Overly privileged So inconsiderate Almost illiterate How can we talk about marriage When you're still obsessed with me chasing new women? Snooping around any room That I've been in your looking for clues that can prove I've be sinning Tipping petrol over furniture Who's this bird on the gram have you heard of her You best tell the me the truth if you value our love if your lying I promise I'll murder the pair of you Where are you? When will be you be back at home Listen you prick will you pick up the phone Get out! I can't breathe Get out I can't sleep Your love is turning nuclear Your love, is turning nuclear to me Yeah...
Writer(s): Isabel Shoaleh Thomas, Ben Collier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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