Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Jamie T
Jamie T
Vocais
James Dring
James Dring
Programação de percussão
Florence Bell
Florence Bell
Vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Jamie T
Jamie T
Composição
James Dring
James Dring
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Jamie T
Jamie T
Produção
James Dring
James Dring
Produção
Ben Baptie
Ben Baptie
Engenharia (mixagem)
Andy Menhenitt
Andy Menhenitt
Engenharia de mixagem (assistente)
Mandy Parnell
Mandy Parnell
Engenharia (masterização)

Letra

[Verse 1]
True, you're my true
My hangman trick
[Verse 2]
He'll use the love to keep you here
He'll break your heart to make sure that I'm aware
Summertimes, you feel like a trick
Like a hangman word that no one ever gets
[Verse 3]
The tinfoil boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
He's a tinfoil boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
For the tinfoil
It's times like this I feel tricked into waking up
[Verse 4]
Summertimes, you feel like a child
The bitter taste, it makes a mess inside your mouth
Swallow down to get it out
It's like a key, it sets you free from all the mess and stress I found
[Verse 5]
(I don't think I know who you are anymore)
[Verse 6]
The tinfoil boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
He's a tinfoil boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
For the tinfoil
It's times like this I feel tricked into waking up
Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
He's a tinfoil boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
For the tinfoil
[Verse 7]
I don't think I'll ever make it up to you
And I don't think I'll ever make it up to you
[Verse 8]
The tinfoil boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
He's a tinfoil boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
For the tinfoil
[Verse 9]
It's times like this I feel tricked into waking up
It's times like this I feel tricked into waking up
[Verse 10]
B-b-b-b-blow me down, use me up, he cracked my lips
He burned in my chest, he slapped my arm, slapped my arm
Slapped my arms, as he cracked my lips
I pray you never see my cry, better be curious, b-b-b-b-blow me down
Use me up, he cracked my lips, he burned in my chest
He slapped my arms and sucked my ki
Bartered for like an accolade
He slapped my arms, he sucked my kiss
[Verse 11]
The tinfoil boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
He's a tinfoil boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
For the tinfoil
It's times like this I feel tricked into waking up
Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
He's a tinfoil boy, boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
For the tinfoil
Written by: James Dring, Jamie T
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