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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Safety Club
Safety Club
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alistair Seawright
Alistair Seawright
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shanahan Flanders
Shanahan Flanders
Producer

Lyrics

Staring at picture of us Feel the smudge from the print of my thumb You were studying, saving your funds All your friends were addicted to drugs (ay) What you're doing up there? With the thousand mile stare on some fuck shit Find my place but I'm missing you there Tried to fill up my heart but it's punctured Couple months and then I'm peacing out Got no money, got me stressing out, yeah You're still the only one I think about I just wanna stay high, never come down, yeah Float on your cadence, piss off your neighbors High in your backseat, we were so aimless We were the same, now we turned into strangers I can't fucking let you go Bliss on your tongue, tell me you're done Air out my lungs, I've been skipping my lunch Bliss on your tongue, tell me you're done Air out my lungs, I've been skipping my lunch Bliss on your tongue, tell me you're done Air out my lungs, I've been skipping my lunch Bliss on your tongue, tell me you're done Air out my lungs, I've been skipping my lunch And I'm coming up for air Pull up, girl, I miss you there I know I fucked it up for real Now I'm coming up for- I've been feeling funny, acting funny on a beat Now I ain't getting money, but maybe that's on me I've been doing better, yeah, I'm back up on my feet now Break my heart a second time, maybe that's on me I can't hear a whisper See your silhouette in the rearview Girl, I fucking miss you Let it fade out, that I can't do, yeah Now it's all in my head, but I let it all out Now we're getting real fans, but I'm tryna slow down I don't think we can be friends, no, that shit won't work out You kept a piece of my soul that's some fucked shit I've been stuck in and blowing clouds I see the sun and it's coming out I get direct, ain't no hand me down Came for the money, they showing out Losing my mental, ain't making sense Bitch, I'm no stranger to turbulence Tryna catch you at the terminal But I can't make you stay
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