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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rudimental
Rudimental
Performer
Hardy Caprio
Hardy Caprio
Vocals
Amir Amor
Amir Amor
Programming
Conor Bellis
Conor Bellis
Programming
Kesi Dryden
Kesi Dryden
Programming
Piers Aggett
Piers Aggett
Synthesizer
Leon Rolle
Leon Rolle
Percussion
wens
wens
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amir Amor
Amir Amor
Composer
Gigi 'WENS
Gigi 'WENS
Composer
Hardy Tayyib-Bah Caprio
Hardy Tayyib-Bah Caprio
Composer
Jennifer Decilveo
Jennifer Decilveo
Composer
Kesi Dryden
Kesi Dryden
Composer
Piers Aggett
Piers Aggett
Composer
Leon Rolle
Leon Rolle
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rudimental
Rudimental
Producer
Amir Amor
Amir Amor
Producer
Conor Bellis
Conor Bellis
Engineer
Kesi Dryden
Kesi Dryden
Producer
Piers Aggett
Piers Aggett
Producer
Leon Rolle
Leon Rolle
Producer
Kevin Grainger
Kevin Grainger
Mastering Engineer
Greg Freeman
Greg Freeman
Mixing Engineer

歌詞

Should have put you on a pedestal Cherished you, and never ever let you go Feel like I'm out of control In my head, out of control, yeah, yeah And I get jealous, honestly Think that I should probably go to therapy To get me over you and me, mmm Get me over you and me, mmm No, I'm not one for praying, but you got me on my knees Never been one to say it, but you're something I need And now I hate, I love you, tell me you don't know the meaning 'Cause I put to much above you and me I should have put you on a pedestal Cherished you, and never ever let you go Feel like I'm out of control In my head, out of control, yeah, yeah And I get jealous, honestly Think that I should probably go to therapy To get me over you and me, mmm Get me over you and me, mmm 'Cause you're a ghost Got too close and I got way too comfortable And now I'm sleeping in this bed all alone With your ghost Ghost (what?) Got too close and I got way too comfortable (you know) And now I'm sleeping in this bed all alone (it's mad) (Never thought we would be here sad) with your ghost Where'd you go? Where'd you go? You were top two, now you're not top five These days, girl, I ain't impressed (no way) I was doing my thing, you were doing your thing But now you wanna make it stress (brrr) And I was like, I need to call, and we need to talk Up there with your favourite texts (aight) The ends too bait, your friends are two-faced Home girls on the fakest flex Something flagged up on the cap detector My phone glitched, been a brat selector Heartbreak h, I'm a word collector (word) Something flagged up on the cap detector My phone glitched, been a brat selector Heartbreak h, I'm a word collector (word) 'Cause you're a ghost Got too close and I got way too comfortable (you know) And now I'm sleeping in this bed all alone (it's mad) (Never thought we would be here sad) with your ghost (There you go, there you go, there go) Ghost (what?) Got too close and I got way too comfortable (you know) And now I'm sleeping in this bed all alone (it's mad) (Never thought we would be here sad) with your ghost (Where'd you go? Where'd you go?) Should have put you on a pedestal Cherished you, and never ever let you go Feel like I'm out of control In my head, out of control, yeah, yeah And I get jealous, honestly Think that I should probably go to therapy To get me over you and me, mmm Get me over you and me, mmm 'Cause you're a ghost (don't know what they think we had) Got too close and I got way too comfortable (I know what they wish we had) (They know that I treat 'em good) And now I'm sleeping in this bed all alone (of course they all miss me bad) (If I never had money and chains, you think they would hit me back?) With your ghost (it's mad, I still love this game, last week I made fifty bags) 'Cause you're a ghost Got too close and I got way too comfortable (you know) And now I'm sleeping in this bed all alone (it's mad) (Never thought we would be here sad) with your ghost (There you go, there you go, there go) Ghost (don't know what they think we had) Got too close and I got way too comfortable (I know what they wish we had) (They know that I treat 'em good) And now I'm sleeping in this bed all alone (of course they all miss me bad) (If I never had money and chains, you think they would hit me back?) With your ghost (it's mad, I still love this game, last week I made fifty bags)
Writer(s): Kesi Dryden, Piers Sean Aggett, Leon Anthony Rolle, Jennifer Erin Decilveo, Mohamed Hardy Tayyib-bah, Giana Shabestari, Amir Izadkhah, Conor Daniel Bellis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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