ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lyan Paris
Lyan Paris
Performer
Ryan Goulding
Ryan Goulding
Vocals
Luke Marshall
Luke Marshall
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Goulding
Ryan Goulding
Composer
Wyatt Whitaker
Wyatt Whitaker
Composer
Adam Eriksson
Adam Eriksson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lowzz
Lowzz
Recording Engineer
Kaz Beats
Kaz Beats
Producer
Adam Noskire
Adam Noskire
Producer
Joe Grasso
Joe Grasso
Mixing Engineer

歌詞

[Chorus]
We throwing the bands so run it up
Had to throw all my feels in a double cup
You gon' tell me this real, then fuck it up
Tell me how does it feel, you ain't one of us?
Wasting up all of my time, you been out of line, I'm moving real slick
Watch how I come up behind, get dropped like a dime, get you out the mix
So I say
[Chorus]
Live fast, die young, where the fuck my mind go?
Nowadays I'm really thinking I could probably die slow
And I'm steppin' out, it's heat but this ain't 5-0
Hate me, I know
Where the fuck the time go?
[Verse 1]
If I get a check then run, then fuck it up with my friends
If you ain't them, you get none
I ain't showing no more love, It's not your fault
I got issues, I can't trust
And I'm not too good at coping with your loss, I should've dubbed
[Verse 2]
Say you love me, if you do why don't you miss me?
Said I'd die for you way before you killed me, feel me
I've been in the dark, yeah, that's the real me
Now I don't care if you end up under 6 feet
[Verse 3]
Come and run it up, I know you hate to see me win
And see what you coulda been before you fucked it up
Moving on to better, way better than how you treated me
I loved you for a second, you had it and now you're leaving me
[Bridge]
Hollywood demons catching me falling
Give me your number, why should I call it?
Play with my head, why can't you be honest?
You left me on my own so bury me in my coffin
[Chorus]
I'm throwing the bands so run it up
Had to throw all my feels in a double cup
You gon' tell me this real, then fuck it up
Tell me how does it feel you ain't one of us?
Wasting up all of my time, you been out of line, I'm moving real slick
Watch how I come up behind, get dropped like a dime, get you out the mix
So I say
[Chorus]
Live fast, die young, where the fuck my mind go?
Nowadays I'm really thinking I could probably die slow
And I'm steppin' out, it's heat but this ain't 5-0
Hate me, I know
Where the fuck the time go?
[Verse 4]
I been out, down bad but I'm a'ight
Had to move from out my home, fucked around with all my slime
Any bitch gon' hit my phone better be letting me get behind
If I pull up in that 458, you gon' step inside
[Verse 5]
I said I had to get in the bag
I said I had to get in my Birkin
Had a bitch and that shit wasn't working
Cut the ties on a bitch like a surgeon
[Verse 6]
You a dog but you act like a cat
Faking love when it's behind the curtains
Showing up but ain't putting the work in
Tell the story but a whole different version
Where were you when I was under the surface?
[Verse 7]
Left it in the past
I know some shit that you could say just to get me back
How come you take off everything except that fucking mask?
I been afraid you spent my trust, you can't make it back
Tell me who gon' pay for that
[Bridge]
Hollywood demons catching me falling
Give me your number, why should I call it?
Play with my head, why can't you be honest?
You left me on my own so bury me in my coffin
[Chorus]
We throwing the bands so run it up
Had to throw all my feels in a double cup
You gon' tell me this real, then fuck it up
Tell me how does it feel, you ain't one of us?
Wasting up all of my time, you been out of line, I'm moving real slick
Watch how I come up behind, get dropped like a dime, get you out the mix
So I say
[Chorus]
Live fast, die young, where the fuck my mind go?
Nowadays I'm really thinking I could probably die slow
And I'm steppin' out, it's heat but this ain't 5-0
Hate me, I know
Where the fuck the time go?
Written by: Adam Eriksson, Ryan Goulding, Wyatt Whitaker
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