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Whistleblower
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Whistleblower was released on November 10, 2022 by wishlane as a part of the album Catch22
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AlbumCatch22
Release DateNovember 10, 2022
Labelwishlane
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM153

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
wishlane
wishlane
Performer
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4cf
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lane Mercer
Lane Mercer
Songwriter
Zachary Gilliam
Zachary Gilliam
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
wishlane
wishlane
Producer

Lyrics

Stuck here staring at the wall, hollow point in my back
At least make it out to the old name so I can relax
(Last time hurt more)
I fell away in a past life
Give me hell if I can't be bothered to ask why
Keep on analysing me under a blacklight
Blow my confidence when I put it in halftime
It's keeping me tongue-tied
So could you bruise me up and I'll play the part
While I'm throwing up in the cable car
I know it's a mess, I'm doing my best
But has my best ever gotten me that far?
How can you make this worse when you're already asking
For a made-up curse in a half full glass
When it's three quarters empty
Please just resent me
There's reasons I'm planning to fall back
Oh, no I think it's starting again
I gotta goo ghost until it reaches ahead
It's always whispering to me when I turn out the lights
Never one to decide how you like to spend your time in the red
But god help me, I think I'm making a fool of myself
You compelled me to blink away all the things that I've felt
So overwhelm me and make me run like a bat out of hell
Is it so unhealthy to run away?
(Stuck here staring at the wall, hollow point in my back)
Find a simple equation, gotta promise you'll write
My science tore me to pages in the dead of the night
I messed up
I breathe, close in, taking advantage
Open, torn, in a bandage
Woke up missing a part of myself
(I think I'm letting you know)
No, this ain't love
No, baby, this shit is chemical
Can't see it clear through my eyes
They take me heretical in my tongue
Know they overstated, no trust in my balance to bring me up
So could you bruise me up and I'll play the part
While I'm throwing up in the cable car
I know it's a mess, I'm doing my best
But has my best ever gotten me that far?
How can you make this worse when you're already asking
For a made-up curse in a half full glass
When it's three quarters empty
Please just resent me
There's reasons I'm planning to fall back
Written by: Lane Mercer, Zachary Gilliam
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