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Post Malone - Wasting Angels (Lyrics) Feat. The Kid Laroi
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INTERPRÉTATION
Post Malone
Post Malone
Chant
The Kid LAROI
The Kid LAROI
Chant
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Programmation
Charissa Nielsen
Charissa Nielsen
Chœurs
Dana Nielsen
Dana Nielsen
Chœurs
Jonathan Mouton
Jonathan Mouton
Chœurs
India Carney
India Carney
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Austin Post
Austin Post
Paroles/Composition
Billy Walsh
Billy Walsh
Paroles/Composition
Charlton Kenneth Jeffrey Howard
Charlton Kenneth Jeffrey Howard
Paroles/Composition
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Paroles/Composition
Dana Nielsen
Dana Nielsen
Arrangement de chœur
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Production
Chris Dennis
Chris Dennis
Ingénierie de prise de son
Máté Gere
Máté Gere
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Ingénierie de mixage
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Zach Pereyra
Zach Pereyra
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Trey Station
Trey Station
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Anthony J Vilchis
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Ingénierie de mastérisation

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This is like a private plane up on my ring This is like the first time I bought a chain This is like when I was sane, before the fame Uh oh uh oh, this life is crazy This is like another thing I can't explain This is like the summer flame that got away I won't let another angel go to waste Uh oh uh oh, this life is crazy Oh Vividus bed where I'm layin' my head Devil on my back so I sleep on my chest Waitin' at the gate how'd they get my address? On my last nerve while I'm rippin' cigarettes It's a killer I know, it's a killer I know I just need a lil' somethin' get me through the day Yeah my mind is blank or I overthink It's gettin' old but it's nothin' new I say your name when you're not around When I'm drunk and my knees can't pick me up Need to say your name when you're not around When I'm drunk and my knees can't pick me up This is like a private plane up on my ring This is like the first time I bought a chain This is like when I was sane, before the fame Uh oh uh oh, this life is crazy This is like another thing I can't explain This is like the summer flame that got away I won't let another angel go to waste Uh oh uh oh, this life is crazy I blacked out left a hundred missed calls on your phone I mixed my drink with a couple of drugs Spit in my face now you hate that I'm gone babe You're doin' the most I don't need somebody to be the one to keep me honest I don't wanna know the truth, I can't fight if I'm alone I need enemies You know how far that I will go Every road takes its toll Before you leave, I'm gone, I'm gone This is like a private plane up on my ring This is like the first time I bought a chain This is like when I was sane, before the fame Uh oh uh oh, this life is crazy This is like another thing I can't explain This is like the summer flame that got away I won't let another angel go to waste Uh oh uh oh, this life is crazy I should listen to you now, if I never have I should listen to you now, if I never have I should listen to you now, if I never have I should listen to you now, if I never have I should listen to you now, if I never have I should listen to you now, if I never have I should listen to you now
Writer(s): Louis Russell Bell, Austin Richard Post, Billy Walsh, Charlton Kenneth Jeffrey Howard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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