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Blackout
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Blackout was released on March 13, 2026 by loveshy as a part of the album Blackout - Single
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
loveshy
loveshy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
loveshy
loveshy
Lyrics
James Hofbauer
James Hofbauer
Composer
Tyreeq DeMarious
Tyreeq DeMarious
Composer
Jack Wilson
Jack Wilson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Hofbauer
James Hofbauer
Producer
Jack Wilson
Jack Wilson
Producer

Lyrics

I, I'm miles away, foot off the brakes
Might lose control when switching lanes
I guess the signs stay on my mind
And I fall asleep at the wheel, going numb
Voices in my head when there's smoke in my lungs
Paranoid of all of the things I've become, it's so pathetic
So take my breath and let me feel the rush
Bitter taste, in a daze, chewing on my tongue
Pretty face, ricochet, barrel of a gun
I'm a fake, I'm a fraud, I'mma crash out
I hit the floor and I b-b-b-b-blackout
B-b-b-b-blackout
B-b-b-b-blackout
I need some money, I'mma sell my clothes
Is a taste of hell worth the lowest of lows? (It goes)
On and on now, want my free phone call
Stuck on in a loop (A loop)
And I fall asleep at the wheel, going numb
Voices in my head when there's smoke in my lungs
Paranoid of all of the things I've become, it's so pathetic
So take my breath and let me feel the rush
Bitter taste, in a daze, chewing on my tongue
Pretty face, ricochet, barrel of a gun
I'm a fake, I'm a fraud, I'mma crash out
I hit the floor and I b-b-b-b-blackout
B-b-b-b-blackout
Still wanna run away, wasted the better days
Chasin' the evergreen, I'll be the death of me
When it gets, when it gets, when it gets like this
All the pain, all the thoughts that I know I can't fix
When it gets, when it gets, when it gets like this
So just take out my breath and let me feel the rush
Bitter taste, in a daze, chewing on my tongue
Pretty face, ricochet, barrel of a gun
I'm a fake, I'm a fraud, I'mma crash out
I hit the floor and I b-b-b-b-blackout
Fall asleep at the wheel, going numb
Voices in my head when there's smoke in my lungs (Blackout)
Paranoid of all of the things I've become, it's so pathetic
I hit the floor and I b-b-b-b-blackout
Written by: Jack Wilson, James Hofbauer, Tyreeq DeMarious, loveshy
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