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Blood Brothers
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amy Shark
Amy Shark
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amy Louise Billings
Amy Louise Billings
Composer
Blake Malone
Blake Malone
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dann Hume
Dann Hume
Mixing Engineer
Leon Zervos
Leon Zervos
Mastering Engineer
M-Phazes
M-Phazes
Producer

Lyrics

(We have to hurry, oh) (We have to hurry, hurry) (We have to hurry) (oh-oh) (We have, we have, we have) We have to hurry, oh We have to hurry (hurry) We have to hurry (ooh-oh) We have to hurry We see eye to eye Happy to jump the line See you in 3D Cut my hand gently Helping you make your bed Waiting inside your head You're giving away the ending We should stop pretending Doc says, "Girl, take one pill" And you whisper "Double that, double that" What was I like before you? Well, I can't answer that, answer that Wrap me up in secrets And one day, we'll let it out, let it out I can kiss you for free now For free now Why, why, why I feel like a million-dollar bill? Hanging off your arm so chill Hell no, I'm not like the others We're the only blood brothers Why, why, why I feel like a million-dollar bill? Hanging off your arm so chill How might we tell your mother That I'm your little blood brother? You sit in my car like some superstar On the count of three lean in, check too, when I listen To the woods, it's me and you And you like my uniform I start work 1 p.m. so we just fuck around 'til then Doc says, "Girl, take one pill" And you whisper "Double that, double that" What was I like before you? Well I can't answer that, answer that Wrap me up in secrets And one day, we'll let it out, let it out I can kiss you for free now For free now Why, why, why I feel like a million-dollar bill? Hanging off your arm so chill Hell no, I'm not like the others We're the only blood brothers Why, why, why I feel like a million-dollar bill? Hanging off your arm so chill How might we tell your mother That I'm your little blood brother? All you are, all I said Couldn't break apart and you're a little more dead I feel my words won't work now, it's all I have I want it, I want it, I want it more (more, I want it more) Why, why, why I feel like a million-dollar bill? Hanging off your arm so chill Hell no, I'm not like the others We're the only blood brothers Why, why, why I feel like a million-dollar bill? Hanging off your arm so chill How might we tell your mother That I'm your little blood brother? (We have to hurry, oh) (We have to hurry) (hurry) (We have to hurry) (oh-oh) (We have to hurry) I'm your little blood brother (We have to hurry, oh) (We have to hurry) (hurry) (We have to hurry) (oh-oh) (We have to hurry) I'm your little blood brother (We have to hurry, oh) (We have to hurry) (hurry) (We have to hurry) (oh-oh) (We have to hurry) (oh-oh)
Writer(s): Amy Billings, Blake Malone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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