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August.
80
R&B/Soul
August. è stato pubblicato il 15 novembre 2019 da DIAL UP Recordings come parte dell'album Eyes Closed.
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Data di uscita15 novembre 2019
EtichettaDIAL UP Recordings
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM73

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DIAL UP
DIAL UP
Performer
heyhiBRIA
heyhiBRIA
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bria Kalpen
Bria Kalpen
Songwriter
Dave Prime
Dave Prime
Arranger
Chukuemeka Nkemere
Chukuemeka Nkemere
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Prime
Dave Prime
Producer

Testi

You done got me pacing and frustrating
Always answer late (that’s if I answer)
Usually I wait a couple seconds (then I hit decline)
Just gimme a break
We only had one date (or two, or three, or four)
Fuck that, who’s countin’ anyway
But you are, you are
You’re keeping track like I’m a runner
But I wouldn’t have to run if you weren’t blowin’ up my number
Please stop, gimme space
I can’t keep up with your pace
I won’t lie, I- I
I just need time (time, for me)
I just need time (time, time for me, for me, for me)
I just need time (I’m in no rush)
I just need time (I need more)
Got me sayin’ girl what were you thinking
Know you shoulda seen it (comin’ for ya)
Men could be so clingy, always saying (Bria, you’re the one)
Please don’t be mistaken, don’t wanna be taken (at least not by you)
I can do better and you know it’s true
You ain’t, you ain’t
You ain’t the one I really want
You should be lucky that I even answer (any texts or calls)
Don’t know who’s the one
But two or three leads to more fun
So standby
I just need time (time, for me)
I just need time (time, time for me, for me, for me)
I just need time (I’m in no rush)
I just need time (I need more)
We ain’t talk in like a week
And I counting girl, let a n***a think
It’s been like 8 days, 10 hours
You ain’t tell me time still what you need
Holding hands taking walks on a beach
Toes in sand as the sky turns pink
Big ass house with 2 kids and a jeep
Rushing to that bag so we can pack our things
And if it’s not all that, then what do all this mean
Why you tryna clip our wings?
Why your *censored* still stuck in my head
Why your phone number all in my dreams
Only see the text when I call you a queen
Why you wanna talk when you gettin’ lonely
Nothing I can do, you don’t care about me
Why you say want time if you just got leave?
Run it, run it back (time for me)
Play it back
Watch it, run it back
Run it, run it back (time for me)
Play it back
Watch it, run it back
Run it, run it back (time for me)
Play it back
Watch it, run it back
Run it, run it back (time for me)
Play it back
Watch it, run it back
Written by: Bria Kalpen, Chukuemeka Nkemere, Dave Prime
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