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Messy
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Messy was released on February 14, 2025 by Robert Georgescu and White as a part of the album Messy - Single
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Release DateFebruary 14, 2025
LabelRobert Georgescu and White
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM119

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robert Georgescu
Robert Georgescu
Performer
White
White
DJ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lola Young
Lola Young
Songwriter
Conor Dickinson
Conor Dickinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robert Georgescu
Robert Georgescu
Producer
Szabolcs Nagy
Szabolcs Nagy
Producer

Lyrics

You hate, you hate
You know I'm impatient
So why would you leave me waiting outside the station
When it was like minus four degrees?
And I, I get what you're saying
I just really don't wanna hear it right now
Can you shut up for, like, once in your life?
Listen to me, I took your nine stories of advice
'Bout how you think I'm gonna die lucky if I turn thirty-three
Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney
I'm not skinny and I pull a Britney every other week
But call me some slag, who do you want me to be?
You hate, you hate
Who do you want me to be?
You hate, you hate
Who do you want me to be?
You're taking your ages
You still don't get the hint, I'm not asking for pages
But one text or two would be nice
And please don't pull those faces
When I've been out walking miles or for days
Just one bottle of wine or two
But hey, you can't even talk
You smoke weed just to help you sleep
Then when you're out getting stoned at four o'clock
And then you come home to me
And don't say hello
'Cause I got high again
And forgot to fold my clothes
'Cause I'm too messy
And then I'm too fucking clean
You tell me, "Get a job"
Then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect
'Til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
'Cause I'm too messy
And then I'm too fucking clean
You tell me, "Get a job"
Then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect
'Til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever
And then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry
Unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect
'Til I show you that I know a thousand people
That could be with you and you hate that fucking lot
You hate, you hate
You hate that fucking lot
You hate, you hate
You hate that fucking lot
You hate, you hate
And I'm too clever
And then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry
Unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect
'Til I show you that I know a thousand people
That could be with you and you hate that fucking lot
You hate that fucking lot
You hate, you hate
You hate that fucking lot
Written by: Conor Dickinson, Lola Young
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