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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Little Simz
Little Simz
Vocals
Michael Kiwanuka
Michael Kiwanuka
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Kiwanuka
Michael Kiwanuka
Songwriter
Dean Josiah Cover
Dean Josiah Cover
Songwriter
Simbiatu Ajikawo
Simbiatu Ajikawo
Songwriter
Mathieu Rakotozafy
Mathieu Rakotozafy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Astronote
Astronote
Producer
Inflo
Inflo
Producer

Lyrics

Sleep down, leap down Feel the pain of each troubled history They'll wipe his memories then tell him his past is a mystery What is life without victory? Opinion on liberty, enlighten me How to stay sane in a world so mental World sick enough, a voodoo child playin' "Purple Haze" Can't get no relief, lonely hours, never temporary He knows at some point he will escape eventually Still goin' to heights, coincidentally, he's a mess But still good at puttin' on a brave face for the camera He smiles, you can tell it's fake, you can tell it's fake The fee seldom that you be takin' to Heaven's gates No ID, no entry, 27 club says The good fly young, the good are our greats Jimi, Basquiat, Amy, Robert, Janis, Kurt Cobain When the stars die young Took 27 years to realize You already won Flowers all, flowers all, flowers all, flowers all for you She's problematic, nobody can't stand it Been told she's a liability and not an asset Fuck how I'ma write it, confessions of an addict How they let me sing to the masses? Lost what I had starin' in the face of tragic Like I didn't just Back to Black it Love was my losin' game, let's just call a spade a spade Paparazzi on my doorstep, never leavin' home Lyin' on the floor, minds blown, tryna reach the phone Let me take one more hit 'fore my eyes close Let me take one more hit 'fore my eyes close Shit, I think that was my last hit One more hit before my eyes close One more hit before my eyes close One more hit before my eyes close One more hit before my eyes close Flowers all, flowers all, flowers all, flowers all for you Flowers all for you Can you feel this energy? All we have is memories Always heard but never seen, this is more than you know Connect with my body and soul and do what my body is told Picture a beautiful sight but not all that glitters is gold Afraid of what the future may hold for me If it's too late before they dismantle my desires (Already won) This is a formality (Flowers all, flowers all, oh) Try not to be so optimistic (Already won) You already, you already won You got the power, you got the power Flowers all, flowers all for you Whoa, all for you
Writer(s): Dean Wynton Josiah Cover, Simbiatu Abisola Abiola Ajikawo, Michael Samuel Kiwanuka, Mathieu Sanda Rakotozafy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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