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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Jordan Miller
Jordan Miller
Leadgesang
Kylie Miller
Kylie Miller
Gitarre
Leandra Earl
Leandra Earl
Tasteninstrumente
Eliza Enman-Mcdaniel
Eliza Enman-Mcdaniel
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Elizabeth Lowell Boland
Elizabeth Lowell Boland
Songwriter:in
Gus van Go
Gus van Go
Songwriter:in
Jordan Miller
Jordan Miller
Songwriter:in
Kylie Miller
Kylie Miller
Songwriter:in
Leandra Earl
Leandra Earl
Songwriter:in
Eliza Enman-Mcdaniel
Eliza Enman-Mcdaniel
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Lowell
Lowell
Produzent:in
Gus van Go
Gus van Go
Produzent:in
Ryan Morey
Ryan Morey
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

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I think I'm becoming a conspiracy theorist Everyone says that love exists But I think that it's a myth Closed the curtains, cried all Thursday night to your lyrics All I'll need to reminisce Empty the bottle and get pissed 'Cause I know it all comes rushing back like this What doesn't kill you, makes you paranoid What doesn't kill you, makes you feel like your love ain't shit Ran up my minutes on my inner voice She loves to bring up all my issues, God, she's the bitch And now I'm like "Why are they staring? Am I oversharing? I'm so embarrassing" What doesn't, what doesn't What doesn't kill you, what doesn't kill you What doesn't kill you, makеs you paranoid I think I'm becoming some kind of validation fiend Cut my hair 'causе I needed a fix Of an acquaintance's compliments I must've left my self-esteem at the base of your bedsheets Where I used to leave my socks Well, I miss that girl a lot Well, she's just brand new and unimproved, I guess What doesn't kill you, makes you paranoid What doesn't kill you, makes you feel like your love ain't shit Ran up my minutes on my inner voice She loves to bring up all my issues, God, she's the bitch And now I'm like "Why are they staring? Am I oversharing? I'm so embarrassing" What doesn't, what doesn't What doesn't kill you, what doesn't kill you What doesn't kill you, makеs you paranoid What doesn't kill you, makes you paranoid What doesn't kill you, makes you feel like your love ain't shit Ran up my minutes on my inner voice She loves to bring up all my issues, God, she's the bitch And now I'm like "Why are they staring? Am I oversharing? I'm so embarrassing" What doesn't, what doesn't What doesn't kill you, what doesn't kill you What doesn't kill you, makеs you paranoid What doesn't, what doesn't What doesn't kill you, what doesn't kill you What doesn't kill you, makes you paranoid What doesn't, what doesn't What doesn't kill you, what doesn't kill you What doesn't kill you, makes you paranoid
Writer(s): Kylie Miller, Eliza Enman Mcdaniel, Jordan Miller, Leandra Earl, Elizabeth Boland, Gustavo Coriandoli Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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