Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jazmin Bean
Jazmin Bean
Vocals
Imad Royal
Imad Royal
Programming
Ilan Rubin
Ilan Rubin
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jazmin Bean
Jazmin Bean
Composer
Imad Royal
Imad Royal
Composer
Ilan Rubin
Ilan Rubin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Imad Royal
Imad Royal
Producer
Ilan Rubin
Ilan Rubin
Producer
Paul David Hager
Paul David Hager
Mixing Engineer
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Shopping for formaldehyde 'cause all my friends are dying Another rapper dead last Sunday, I'm sick of the word trying Lines at the memorial and more when we get home 'Cause we're so cool if we drop dead, they'll be someone to phone Watching from the outside, hands on the sharp fence Ignorance is bliss and I guess your joyous content I love you, oh I love you, but you're dripping through the faucet And I guess I won't sell that black dress that is in my closet It's true you don't give - 'bout me, I'm not here for the test Push my limits carelessly, text sorry with an x I'm strong, but you're my cheerleader, or you can get to - My energy is precious and to get me is pure luck Watching from the outside, hands on the sharp fence Ignorance is bliss and I guess your joyous content I love you, oh I love you, but you're dripping through the faucet And I guess I won't sell that black dress that is in my closet Wait by your telly for the next fall to arrive So we can cry for ten minutes then go on 'bout our time I clawed my way out of the mud, and I saved my own life And I wish that forever I could hold you by my side And I wish that forever there was no more last goodbyes And I wish that forever I could take the pain and fly And I wish that forever I could slay the beast to die
Writer(s): Ilan Rubin, Imad Royal, Jazmin Bean Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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