Vídeo da música
Vídeo da música
Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Slowly Slowly
Interpretação
Benjamin Bailey Stewart
Vocais
Albert Doan
Violão
Alex Quale
Baixo
Patrick Murphy
Bateria
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Benjamin Bailey Stewart
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Benjamin Bailey Stewart
Produção
Letra
[Verse 1]
Send my love to my enemies
While the kids on fire fall asleep on ketamine
Fuck those selfie celebrities
We got four left feet and I'm right where I wanna be
[Verse 2]
It's been a while since I've felt at home
First time in forever, I don't feel alone now
Back to basics, back on my bullshit
I'll get the hang of it, you be my blueprint
[Chorus]
Call the cops, somebody stop me
Fuck the world, we just made a copy
And we're the gods now, we say what goes
You got a problem well I got the pincodes
666, just make a wish
Please, promise that you'll always have time for this, oh
Back to basics, back on our bullshit
I'll get the hang of it, you be my blueprint
(Blueprint, blueprint, blueprint)
(Blueprint, blueprint, blueprint)
(Blueprint, blueprint, blueprint)
(Blueprint, blueprint, blueprint)
[Verse 3]
Send my love to my enemies
A suicide timeline, drowning in jealousy
Fuck that noise, I don't wanna be
I don't want the best night, a good one's enough for me
[Verse 4]
I dragged my head down those steps
Bang, bang, bang, I don't wanna have sex
I make love, make time
'Cause good friends are getting hard to find
I make love, I make time
'Cause good friends are getting hard to find
Make love, make time
'Cause good friends are getting hard to find
[Chorus]
Call the cops, somebody stop me
Fuck the world, we just made a copy
And we're the gods now, we say what goes
You got a problem, well, I got the pincodes
666, just make a wish
Please, promise that you'll always have time for this, oh
Back to basics, back on our bullshit
I'll get the hang of it, you be my blueprint
(Blueprint, blueprint, blueprint)
(Blueprint, blueprint, blueprint)
(Blueprint, blueprint, blueprint)
(Blueprint, blueprint, blueprint)
[Chorus]
Call the cops, somebody stop me
Rip my sick head off of this body
We are the gods now, we say what goes
Off with the fairies now, horns up, and eyes closed
666, just make a wish
Please, promise that you'll always have time for this, oh
Back to basics, back on our bullshit
I'll get the hang of it, you be my blueprint
[Outro]
Make love, make time (Blueprint, blueprint, blueprint)
'Cause good friends are getting hard to find (Blueprint, blueprint, blueprint)
Make love, make time (Blueprint, blueprint, blueprint)
'Cause good friends are getting hard to find
Written by: Benjamin Bailey Stewart
