Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DREAMERS
DREAMERS
Performer
Big Boi
Big Boi
Performer
UPSAHL
UPSAHL
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Big Boi
Big Boi
Composer
UPSAHL
UPSAHL
Composer
Pete Nappi
Pete Nappi
Composer
Nick Wold
Nick Wold
Composer
Jacob Wick
Jacob Wick
Composer
Marc Nelson
Marc Nelson
Composer
Elijah Noll
Elijah Noll
Composer
Sizzy Rocket
Sizzy Rocket
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pete Nappi
Pete Nappi
Producer
Will Quinnell
Will Quinnell
Assistant Engineer
Rob Kinelski
Rob Kinelski
Mixing Engineer
All Time Low
All Time Low
Mixing Engineer
Colin Brittain
Colin Brittain
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Sometimes I feel like I'm not the one who's pulling the strings You're in my head trying to talk me into dangerous things See you in the night, dressed in white Standing in the dark of the dead street light And I'm so bored, I'm burning inside Open up the door let you into my mind You say you got a vision take my hand and tell me what you see (Hey, aah) You can read between the lines 'cause you're my palm reader Got your crystals in your pocket like a drug dealer Now you're telling me my future Knowing I'll believe ya You know I gotta have it Feels like black magic You called the shots 'cause you know I'm always down for the ride Yeah One sip I'm lost, it's the middle of the night but I might Be seeing the light, light, light Hey, I'm outside, my hands are tied Lighting up sage in the red moonlight I'm so bored, I'm running inside Open up the door let me into your mind 'Cause now I see your vision you can show me how it's gonna be You can read between the lines 'cause you're my palm reader Got your crystals in your pocket like a drug dealer Now you're telling me my future Knowing I'll believe you You know I gotta have it Feels like black magic Come into the light like Caroline The only magic I identify is that of the melanin So what ya tryna' sell 'em? Inside the cerebellum I'm thinking peace, be still, protected by elders There's a war going on your brain and Not everything on this plane is what it seems Use your third eye, pineal gland Now that's a bird's eye view to always oversee You can read between the lines 'cause you're my palm reader Got your crystals in your pocket like a drug dealer Now you're telling me my future Knowing I'll believe ya You know I gotta have it Feels like black magic Yeah My palm reader Yeah You're like a drug dealer
Writer(s): Antwan Patton, Sabrina Louise Bernstein, Peter Anthony Nappi, Nick Wold, Marc K. Nelson, Taylor Cameron Upsahl, Jacob Lee Wick, Elisha Noll Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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