クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Madeline Crabtree
Madeline Crabtree
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Randall Stagg
Randall Stagg
Songwriter
Madeline Crabtree
Madeline Crabtree
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jan "Stan" Kybert
Jan "Stan" Kybert
Immersive Mastering Engineer
Callum Rose
Callum Rose
Mixing Engineer
Randall Stagg
Randall Stagg
Producer
Music Immersive
Music Immersive
Mastering Engineer
George Papadopoulos(journeyman)
George Papadopoulos(journeyman)
Immersive Audio Engineer

歌詞

[Verse 1]
Baby, you know I've ascended
It's murder on the dancefloor and I got to heaven
Bet you never felt this good, felt this good
It's a pop death, let it over you, over you
[Verse 2]
Oh my God I'm dead, RIP, yeah, no respect
Hallelujah, Jesus wept, bitch this is a pop death
Oh my God it's true, honey, have you heard the news?
Six feet under, that's my mood, bitch this is a pop death
[Verse 3]
Get on your knees and pray for me
I'm not a queen, I'm a deity
Nothing you could do to save me
Bury me in the beat
[Verse 4]
Damn, this club's on fire
I'm fucked up, I'm expired
When it's hot, there's no survivors
I'm dead, yeah, I'm deceased
[Chorus]
I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead
I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, bury me in the beat
I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead
I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, yeah, I'm deceased
[Verse 5]
Baby, you know I've ascended
It's murder on the dancefloor and I got to heaven
Bet you never felt this good, felt this good
It's a pop death, let it over you, over you
[Verse 6]
Baby, you know I've ascended
It's murder on the dancefloor and I got to heaven
Bet you never felt this good, felt this good
It's a pop death, let it over you, over y-
[Verse 7]
Bitch this is a pop death
Bitch this is a pop death, pop death, pop death, pop death
[Chorus]
I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead
I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, bury me in the beat
I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead
I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, yeah, I'm deceased
[Verse 8]
Oh my God I'm dead, RIP, yeah, no respect
Hallelujah, Jesus wept, bitch this is a pop death
Oh my God it's true, honey, have you heard the news?
Six feet under, that's my mood, bitch this is a pop death
[Verse 9]
Oh my God I'm dead, RIP, yeah, no respect
Hallelujah, Jesus wept, bitch this is a pop death
Oh my God it's true, honey, have you heard the news?
Six feet under, that's my mood, bitch this is a pop death
Written by: Madeline Crabtree, Randall Stagg
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