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Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Chaney
Alexander Chaney
Songwriter
Joshua Allen
Joshua Allen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexander Chaney
Alexander Chaney
Producer
Joshua Allen
Joshua Allen
Producer
Matt Huber
Matt Huber
Mixing Engineer
Sam Moses
Sam Moses
Mastering Engineer

Testi

Typical I was scrolling my phone when Billie called Said you need to get up man Whimsical That was me till I lost my why And it never meant much to me Kicking rocks and playing hooky Asking God who I should be Baby girl you're such a goodie Never really knew what was mine How come every time I'm winning I choke Everybody cares 'till they suddenly don't Gone but maybe there's still hope For the middle class folk with a little bit of high class Miserable I was stroking my ego Punching holes in your own ceiling's uncanny But whatcha know Someone ran away with my why But it still means so much to me I can almost find the beauty In my ordinary duty Growing up is kind of spooky huh Never really got what was mine How come every time I'm winning I choke Everybody cares 'till they suddenly don't Gone but maybe there's still hope For the middle class folk with a little bit of high class Middle class folk with a little bit of high class Middle class folk with a little bit of high class And it never meant much to me Kicking rocks and playing hooky Asking God who I should be Baby girl you're such a goodie Never really knew what was mine How come every time I'm winning I choke Everybody cares 'till they suddenly don't Gone but maybe there's still hope Gone but maybe there's still hope How come every time I'm buying I'm broke Everybody cares until it gets old Gone but maybe there's still hope For the middle class folk with a little bit of high class Middle class folk with a little bit of high class Middle class folk with a little bit of high class
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