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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
FKA twigs
FKA twigs
Stimme und Gesang
Emile Haynie
Emile Haynie
Schlagzeug
Arca
Arca
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Emile Haynie
Emile Haynie
Komponist:in
Tahliah Barnett
Tahliah Barnett
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
FKA twigs
FKA twigs
Zusätzliche:r Produzent:in
Emile Haynie
Emile Haynie
Produzent:in
Joseph Hartwell Jones
Joseph Hartwell Jones
Tontechniker:in für Gesangsaufnahmen
David Wrench
David Wrench
Mischtechniker:in
John Davis
John Davis
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Letra

I know it hurts, you know I'd quench that thirst (I can treat you better than her) You say you're lonely, I say you'll think about it 'Cause you're the only one who resonates That chase, mouth open like high Higher than a motherfucker, dreaming of you as my lover Flying like a streamer, thinking of new ways to do each other Pull out the incisor, give me two weeks, you won't recognize her Mouth open you're high I know it hurts, you know I'd put you first (I can fuck you better than her) You say you want me, I say you'll live without it Unless you're the only one who instigates Get your mouth open, you're high Higher than a motherfucker, dreaming of you as my lover Flying like a streamer, thinking of new ways to do each other Pull out the incisor, give me two weeks, you won't recognize her Mouth open, you're high Feel your body closing, I can rip it open Suck me up, I'm healing for the shit you're dealing Smoke on your skin to get those pretty eyes rolling My thighs are apart for when you're ready to breathe in Suck me up, I'm healing for the shit you're dealing High motherfucker, get your mouth open, you know you're mine I'll put you first, just close your eyes and dream about it Higher than a motherfucker, dreaming of you as my lover I'll quench your thirst, just chase the high and stop your doubting Flying like a streamer, thinking of new ways to do each other High, high, high Higher than a motherfucker, dreaming of you as my lover Flying like a streamer, thinking of new ways to do each other Pull out the incisor, give me two weeks, you won't recognize her Mouth open, you're high
Writer(s): Emile Haynie, Tahliah Debrett Barnett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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