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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Claire Chica
Songwriter
Forrest Taylor
Songwriter
Cooper Holzman
Songwriter
Zak Blumer
Songwriter
Ari Blumer
Songwriter
Michael Berthold
Songwriter
Max Reichert
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Forrest Taylor
Producer
Cooper Holzman
Producer
Zak Blumer
Producer
Ari Blumer
Producer
Michael Berthold
Producer
Max Reichert
Producer
Lyrics
If you want honesty
Then you're better off alone
(Went way too far, you crushed my heart)
How you gonna fight with me
When you're wearing his cologne?
(You break me down, shit's way too loud)
Whoa, babe, what you on?
That shit must be potent
The smoke, haze in my lungs
Makes it unimportant
It's a cold case, my love
We should probably seal it
There's no way we could unfeel the way we feeling
No way we could unfeel the way we feeling
No way we could unfeel the way we feeling
I think you're crazy
We do this daily
Might think of something
Bet you could never call my bluff
Unless something's up
Boiling my blood
Burning up my cut
There ain't nothing that could ever make me love you
Whoa, babe, what you on?
That shit must be potent
The smoke, haze in my lungs
Makes it unimportant
It's a cold case, my love
We should probably seal it
There's no way we could unfeel the way we feeling
No way we could unfeel the way we feeling
No way we could unfeel the way we feeling
Whoa, babe, what you on?
That shit must be potent
The smoke, haze in my lungs
Makes it unimportant
It's a cold case, my love
We should probably seal it
There's no way we could unfeel the way we feeling
No way we could unfeel the way we feeling
No way we could unfeel the way we feeling
No way
No way we could unfeel the way we feeling
Writer(s): Claire Chicha, Cooper Holzman, Zak Harrison Blumer, Ari Nathan Blumer, William Maxwell Reichert, Michael Lawrence Berthold
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