Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Charli XCX
Charli XCX
Chant
George Daniel
George Daniel
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Charlotte Aitchison
Charlotte Aitchison
Paroles/Composition
George Daniel
George Daniel
Paroles/Composition
Terry Lewis
Terry Lewis
Paroles/Composition
James Harris
James Harris
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
George Daniel
George Daniel
Production
Lou Carrao
Lou Carrao
Ingénierie
Stuart Hawkes
Stuart Hawkes
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Oli Jacobs
Oli Jacobs
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Oh-oh I tell good lies when they ask me But I cried all night in the backseat No one knows what I feel inside (I used to know what I wanted) Tears fell down at the party Like water all on my body No one knows when I'm really alright Pulled apart my feelings so raw (oh, yeah) Voices shout so loud, can't ignore (every night, every night, yeah) Used to think I knew what I wanted I'm high enough from all the high pressure I just wanna make myself better on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday On Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday On Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday On Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, oh I broke down in Paris (yeah) Tried to hide my emotions (come home) All flew out my body (yeah) But then I cried hard in the hotel Did that show in London And I passed out at the party It doesn't make me happy How can I not know what I need right now? Pulled apart my feelings so raw (yeah, yeah) Voices shout so loud, can't ignore (every night, every night, yeah) Used to think I knew what I wanted (I used to know what I wanted) But I don't wanna feel the high pressure I just wanna make myself better on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday On Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday On Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday On Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, oh Feels so hard when I'm struggling (gotta get away) Feels so hard when I'm struggling (I'm not the same) Feels so hard when I'm struggling (gotta get away) Feels so hard when I'm struggling (I'm not the same) Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Saturday, yeah, yeah Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Saturday, yeah, yeah Friday, Saturday, yeah
Writer(s): Terry Steven Lewis, Charlotte Emma Aitchison, George Bedford Daniel, James Samuel Harris Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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