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six
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Hip-Hop/Rap
six est sorti le 14 avril 2020 par William Crooks dans le cadre de l'album THUNDERBIRD
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Date de sortie14 avril 2020
LabelWilliam Crooks
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM65

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INTERPRÉTATION
William Crooks
William Crooks
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
William Crooks
William Crooks
Paroles
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
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Paroles

Turn it up! (Whoa)
Bottoms up and the devil laughs (Yeah)
Been up for two hours in my bed, in my bed, yeah
My phone’s the only friend who will talk to me
Won’t you talk to me, right now?
Been up for three hours in my bed, in my bed, yeah
My phone’s the only friend who will talk to me
Won’t you talk to me, right now?
Yeah, all my ice is fake
It just melt away, shouts to all my fake friends
Yeah, I’m a fuckin’ wreck
Ball and hit the net
Miley Cyrus checks
Yeah, I just took a jet
Need to see the vet
Think I got worms
Think I got worms in my brain
Think I got worms in my brain
(You people have like worms in your brain, honestly)
Starved for your affections
These strangers in my mentions
I’ve been filling in a void with all these strange inventions
Could it be fucking fun if
We went stared at the sun and
Maybe go blind, whats the time?
I really lost track
Lost track of time, Lost track of time
Neon signs, blinding eyes
It’s light forever, it’s mine forever
I can see for miles
Neon signs, blinding eyes
It’s light forever, it’s light forever
It’s light forever
I been up for four hours in my bed, tell me
I been up for five hours in my bed, counting
Finger paint on the ceiling
This house of cards, I’m not dealing
Wish I could fall back to bed
Without these thoughts in my head
Been up for six hours in my bed, in my bed, yeah
My phone’s the only friend who will talk to me
Talk to me, right now
Blinded by neon signs, but I can see enough
I’ll hold the door if you're going up
Going up, had no idea this was growing up, mhmm
Sit alone in my box, I’m in a spaceship
When I grow up one day, I’ll do some great shit
Not now
Tomorrow
I promise, yeah
Starved for your affections
These strangers in my mentions
I’ve been filling in a void with all these strange inventions
Could it be fucking fun if
We went stared at the sun and
Maybe go blind, whats the time?
I really lost track
Written by: William Crooks
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