MUSIC/LYRICS/PRODUCED BY:
Eleonor Léone
Kenny KNY Lundström
Beatrice Jaksch
Gabriel Pettersson
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LYRICS:
VERS:
At a dark crowded bar
Drinking, inhale your cigar
Should I laugh or cry
Wish you’ll pass on by
Thinks I’m here for them all
like I’m flattered by your drawl
My head starts a fight
When u see green light
Think i don’t have an option,
So now I’m giving you the option
to avoid an eruption
walk away with some caution
Look in my eye
Suddenly shy?
Fooled by the dress that I'm wearing?
Gun on my thy
Pretty liar
REF
Look down you might step on glass
My breath is now exhaling gas
U scared now that I’ve busted your ass
It’s your call, Not my fault,
If your name’s on late night TV
Look down you might step on glass
My breath is now exhaling gas
Poor mom her son’s a complete jackass
It’s your call, Not my fault,
Just like Dexter i do good deed
VERS
Judgement lost in the dark
Send me texts like there’s a spark
Did you here me, nah?
Don’t want you,
- somehow -
It’s Like my heart’s in a jar
Make up covers every scar
Respect, get a life
Go home to your wife
Think i don’t have an option,
So now I’m giving you the option
to avoid an eruption
walk away with some caution
Look in my eye
Suddenly shy?
Fooled by the dress that I'm wearing?
Gun on my thy
Pretty liar
REF
Look down you might step on glass
My breath is now exhaling gas
U scared now that I’ve busted your ass
It’s your call, Not my fault,
If your name’s on late night TV
Look down you might step on glass
My breath is now exhaling gas
Poor mom her son’s complete jackass
It’s your call, Not my fault,
I’m like Dexter i do good deed
stick;
are you famous, living at a hotel
are your Gucci’s not enough for your health
does is get to you, you’re under my spell
under my, over your, head
are you brave enough to open your eyes
take it easy when I sharpen my
hazel eyes in
Yours so tasty
REF
Look down you might step on glass
My breath is now exhaling gas
U scared now that I’ve busted your ass
It’s your call, Not my fault,
If your name’s on late night TV
Look down you might step on glass
My breath is now exhaling gas
Poor mom her son’s complete jackass
It’s your call, Not my fault,
I’m like Dexter I do good deed