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Gasoline
18
R&B/Soul
Gasoline was released on July 20, 2022 by B4NSHAN as a part of the album Gasoline - Single
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Release DateJuly 20, 2022
LabelB4NSHAN
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
B4NSHAN
B4NSHAN
Performer
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Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daya Lamare
Daya Lamare
Composer
Banshan Suchiang
Banshan Suchiang
Composer

Lyrics

I'm slow ridin' on my own, chillin'
I'm so fuckin' stressed out, no kiddin'
I wrote too many songs about it
Hopin' it might help but I doubt it
"Do this", "do that", nah, this is not good enough
"Be this", "be that", why can't you be more like I don't know
I like the pain, don't need you to save me
I like the way you think that I'm crazy
I've been slavin' away in bein' myself lately
Take your bullshit elsewhere and I don't mean maybe
Wait, I'm not high enough to talk back
'Cause all I hear is the same old things
Say what you got to, it don't mean jack
Sweet or bitter, they're just words anyway
Yeah, they tryna kill my flame with gasoline
I will sing my heart out, fuck how to feel
Yeah, they tryna kill my flame with gasoline
I will sing my heart out, fuck how to feel
Ayy, I was always unsure
You were never honest but I wanted us more
Now, it's over, cut the strings for the better
Should've known I got thick skin, no beginner
It won't be the same now, I'm moving past those days
Look what it became, now you only have bad days
These days been away from your mood swings
Couldn't give a shit, you ain't tuggin' at my heart strings
Now, the feeling won't go back
Tryna say "sorry" but I won't forget
Keep beggin', you steppin' back in
Threw all of your corny letters in the trash bin
I like the space, no, I don't feel lonely
I've gotten away, don't ever come at me
Yeah, you know you've never been real
Cut the bullshit now you cannot conceal
(I like the space, no, I don't feel lonely
I've gotten away, don't ever come at me
Yeah, you know you've never been real
Cut the bullshit now you cannot conceal)
Wait, I'm not high enough to talk back
'Cause all I hear is the same old things
Say what you got to, it don't mean jack
Sweet or bitter, they're just words anyway
Yeah, they tryna kill my flame with gasoline
I will sing my heart out, fuck how to feel
Written by: Banshan Suchiang, Daya Lamare
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