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PERFORMING ARTISTS
ZAYN
ZAYN
Vocals
J. Griffin
J. Griffin
Keyboards
Salvador Waviest
Salvador Waviest
Keyboards
Kevin Rains
Kevin Rains
Keyboards
James Emerson
James Emerson
Keyboards
CC Wells
CC Wells
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
ZAYN
ZAYN
Songwriter
Chase Wells
Chase Wells
Songwriter
James Emerson
James Emerson
Songwriter
J. Griffin
J. Griffin
Songwriter
Kevin Rains
Kevin Rains
Songwriter
Salvador Waviest
Salvador Waviest
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
XYZ
XYZ
Producer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Mixing Engineer
Kyle Ross
Kyle Ross
Assistant Engineer
Robert Marcus
Robert Marcus
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

I'm sipping pink Lucozade We're blazing on that new found haze I'm seeing in the blacks and grays I'm hoping that the basket sways Left to right, sit and talk shit all night Does that make it right for smoke? Maybe, or am I just seeing shit? Seeing the pain inside this house of fear You don't even wanna know about the things I hear Quick fix, headlines shine bright, you're the fuckin' deal I'm just wishing it's ambition that got you Your position You'll be fishing for far too long You're the bad guy in this movie And I ain't wrong, I don't breathe the pollution And the only solution is making shit confusing And it ain't about whose winning or losing But the path that you're choosing Time heals pain and promotes self-soothing When the scares are gone you can't see bruising Wanna take these watches, chains and gold rings I'm getting caught up in the feelings that they bring A lack of sanity, losing touch with reality Smoking too much, it's starting to fog up my clarity Traveling in the day but you're still looking far to me Bulls eye, you the dot to me Emotions splattered seeing padding Can't even begin to spot 'em I'm sad about shit that never happened No lies in my eyes, nothing but truth will lay in my mouth I'm tryna fuckin' scream but the words won't come out Ooh-ahh Tryna fuckin' scream but the words won't come out She's older, I told her We ain't meant to be It takes two not three, but I'm here any way I hope he's leaving soon Started not to see the elephant in this room Disguised as your perfume But the smell of it consumes, it takes all my mind You can search the world but you will never find I see everything you've done to me Be there, you run me I don't need to pace, I don't need the stamina If this shit was it, girl, I probably would be runnin' from ya Kept running Outwit, 'cause you cunnin' That outfit 'cause you're stunnin' Begging 'cause you've choosen me Got me feeling some type of way I can't explain The fuck is going on? I think I got it wrong When I told you I was over you, or were you under me?
Writer(s): Cc Wells, J. Emerson, Kevin Rains, Sl Waviest, Zain Javadd Malik, James Griffin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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