Clip vidéo

Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Young Rising Sons
Young Rising Sons
Interprète
Daniel Chouinard
Daniel Chouinard
Violoncelle
Nisa Addina
Nisa Addina
Violon
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Andy Tongren
Andy Tongren
Paroles/Composition
Justin F Johnson
Justin F Johnson
Paroles/Composition
Autumn Buysse
Autumn Buysse
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Andy Tongren
Andy Tongren
Production
Luciano Vassão
Luciano Vassão
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

[Intro]
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[Verse 1]
I would rather go and slip into a coma
Than get verbally run over by you
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
I would rather give away all of my money
Than spend it on you, honey, it's true
[PreChorus]
When it can't get worse, you find a way
Find a way, find a way, find a way
You put fire and brimstone all to shame
[Chorus]
Hell sounds nice, I think I'd rather drink
Bleach on ice than be your anything
You're screaming like a kettle
Rather shake hands with the devil, yeah
You make, you make
Hell sound nice
[Refrain]
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[Verse 2]
I would rather buy a drink for all your exes
Than get gaslit before breakfast by you
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
I would rather volunteer for target practice
Than get caught up in your crosshairs
At least I'd have a shot there
[PreChorus]
When it can't get worse, you find a way
Find a way, find a way, find a way
You put fire and brimstone all to shame
Oh yeah-yeah-yeah
[Chorus]
Hell sounds nice, I think I'd rather drink
Bleach on ice than be your anything
You're screaming like a kettle
Rather shake hands with the devil, yeah
You make, you make
Hell sound nice
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
[Bridge]
You like me best in your purgatory
Where I can't stay, but I can't leave
I'll see you on the other side
If you get there first, tell me what it's like
[Chorus]
Hell sounds nice
I think I'd rather drink bleach on ice
Than be your anything
You're screaming like a kettle
Rather shake hands with the devil, yeah
You make, you make
Yeah, you make, you make
[Chorus]
Hell sound nice
I think I'd rather drink bleach on ice
Than be your anything
You're screaming like a kettle
Rather shake hands with the devil, yeah
You make, you make
Hell sound nice
[Outro]
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Written by: Andy Tongren, Autumn Buysse, Justin F Johnson
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