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J. Holiday
Fatal
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R&B/Soul
Трек «Fatal» вышел в 2 октября 2007 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Capitol Records»)Back of My Lac'
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АльбомBack of My Lac'
Дата релиза2 октября 2007 г.
ЛейблCapitol Records
ЯзыкEnglish
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM63

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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
J. Holiday
J. Holiday
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Gil Smith II
Gil Smith II
Автор песен
Patrick "J. Que" Smith
Patrick "J. Que" Smith
Автор песен
Kowan "Q" Paul
Kowan "Q" Paul
Автор песен
Erica Nuri
Erica Nuri
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Gil Smith II
Gil Smith II
Продюсер
Patrick "J. Que" Smith
Patrick "J. Que" Smith
Инженер звукозаписи, Сопродюсер
Jean-Marie Horvat
Jean-Marie Horvat
Миксинг-инженер
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Мастеринг-инженер
Kowan "Q" Paul
Kowan "Q" Paul
Продюсер
Colin Heldt
Colin Heldt
Миксинг-инженер пространственного звучания

Слова

[Verse 1]
Everyday you're gone, it's killin' me to be without you
Can't make it alone
[Verse 2]
Everyday you're gone, it's killin' me to be without you
Can't make it alone, girl, 'cause I'm missing you
[Verse 3]
It's like I got a hangover
I can't get outta my head
Just like I wrecked my new rover
Girl, I can't get you out of my head
And I ain't never been low but
It's like I'm broke and I'm outta the game
So I swallow my pride if that's the only way
To make it a better, baby
[Verse 4]
(Girl, I know I've been wrong) Know I been wrong
(And we been fightin' so long) We been fightin' so long
(Come and see about me) Come see about me
(It's getting hard to breathe) Oh (Baby, I'm sorry)
[Verse 5]
I miss you , everyday your gone
It's killin' me to be without, without you
I can't make it alone
Baby, can we work it out, I miss you
It's fatal, you know
Girl, I'm gonna die without, without you
Tell me what to do, girl, 'cause I'm missin' you
[Verse 6]
Maybe if I was older
Then I wouldn't be makin' these mistakes
And I know your girlfriends told ya'
Not to listen to a word I gotta' say
But all I wanna do is hold ya'
You're like a habit that I just can't shake
And a life with you is what I'm tryna' make
Baby, can't you see?
[Verse 7]
(And I know I've been wrong ) I know I've been wrong
(And we've been fightin' so long) We been fightin' too long
(Come and see about me) Come and see about me
It's gettin' hard to breathe
Baby, I'm sorry
[Verse 8]
I miss you, everyday your gone
It's killin' me to be without, without you
Can't you see, I can't make it alone
Baby, can we work it out? I miss you
It's fatal, you know, fatal you know
Girl, I'm gonna die without, without you
Don't you tell me what to do
Baby, I'm missin' you
[Verse 9]
(Tell me what I gotta do just to) Tell me what I gotta do
(Bring you back, bring you back baby)To bring you back my way
Baby girl, let me know
Let me know, don't just
Keep me hangin' on (Tell me what I gotta do just to)
What I gotta do, babe
Baby girl, let me know, don't just keep me hangin' hangin' on
[Verse 10]
I miss you, everyday your gone
It's killin' me to be without, without you
Can't make it alone
Baby, can we work it out, I miss you
It's fatal, you know
Girl, I'm gonna die without, without you
So just tell me what to do, girl, 'cause I'm missin' you
[Verse 11]
I miss you, everyday your gone
It's killin' me to be without, without you
I can't make it alone
Baby, can we work it out? I miss you
It's fatal, you know
Girl, I'm gonna die without, without you
Tell me what to do, girl, 'cause I'm missin' you
[Verse 12]
I miss you, everyday your gone
It's killing me to be without, without you
I can't make it alone
Baby, can we work it out, I miss you
It's fatal, you know
Girl, I'm gonna die without, without you
Tell me what to do, girl, 'cause I'm missin' you
Written by: Erica Nuri, Gil Smith II, Kowan "Q" Paul, Patrick "J. Que" Smith

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