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BARTOW
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Indie Pop
BARTOW was released on August 29, 2025 by Embark Records as a part of the album WILLIS
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AlbumWILLIS
Release DateAugust 29, 2025
LabelEmbark Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Louis De Schouwer
Louis De Schouwer
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis De Schouwer
Louis De Schouwer
Songwriter
Jack Kenta Ryan
Jack Kenta Ryan
Composer
Alex Albertini
Alex Albertini
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Louis De Schouwer
Louis De Schouwer
Producer
Jack Kenta Ryan
Jack Kenta Ryan
Producer
Alex Albertini
Alex Albertini
Mixing Engineer, Producer
Allen Terman
Allen Terman
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

She called me just to tell me she missed out on some cargos
Clearance rack—used to drive back and forth to Bartow
Ask Ma, she said you can come with us to Largo
Sixteen, going twenty-seven by tomorrow
Third time's a charm, we gon' try this shit again
Stepdad used to let you roll his weed and hit the pen
She could barely catch a Z, she slept with everybody's friends—
Be the first to hit the bases, swear to God that she a ten
Like, you could put the blame, put the blame where the fault lies
You could get by, getting high with your dog eyes
I know it's easy—play the ball where it lies
But just 'cause you ain't speaking to your dad, I ain't your part-time
You could put the blame, put the blame where the fault lies
You could get by, getting high with your dog eyes
You never listen, you get drunk enough to kiss him—
You'll probably still be here next year to say you miss him
Like, I make you mad how I act like your dad
And I can't hold my laugh
Like, oh—you wanna be in my arms
Yeah, you say I make you mad how I act like your dad
How I make you laugh
Like, oh—you're running back in my arms
She said something 'bout how you don't move your lips when I talk
I got 99 problems if I switch off the clock
Told her, "You can talk to mine while I switch out my socks."
I don't like to hear you murmur—you should clean out your thoughts
Yeah, you still waiting tables like you did before I left
Had a kid, you ain't never get support before he fled
I wonder if you got to do the things you said
I remember ninth grade, way before we got in bed
Like, oh—tell me what you're missing
Like, oh—tell me that you're filling that void
Like, oh—tell me what you're telling your friends
I wanna know, so can you say it again?
Like, oh—tell me what you're missing
Like, oh—tell me that you're filling that void
There ain't a thing to make it right
But don't bite, shaking your head all night
Like, I make you mad how I act like your dad
And I can't hold my laugh
Like, oh—you wanna be in my arms
Yeah, you say I make you mad how I act like your dad
How I make you laugh
Like, oh—you're running back in my arms
Written by: Alex Albertini, Jack Kenta Ryan, Louis De Schouwer
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