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Crédits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Reneé Rapp
Stimme und Gesang
Coco Jones
Stimme und Gesang
Alexander 23
Bass
Towa Bird
E-Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Reneé Rapp
Songwriter:in
Alexander Glantz
Songwriter:in
Brittany Amaradio
Songwriter:in
Courtney Michaela Jones
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Alexander 23
Ingenieur:in
Alex Ghenea
Mischtechniker:in
Kyle Williams
Ingenieur:in
Chris Gehringer
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Paroles
Maybe I should try religion
'Cause, Jesus, you're hard to rely on
I'd never find you in the kitchen
You couldn't even pay rent for three months
Oh, I heard you, I get it, you're broke
But, oh, you always had money to smoke, though
Now my tummy hurts, he's in love with her
But for what it's worth, they'd make beautiful babies
And raise them up to be a couple of
Fucking monsters, like their mother and their father
Eventually, 2043
Someone's gonna hurt their little girl like their daddy hurt me
Mm, baby, go open a Bible
'Cause God knows that sin is a cycle
Lied to my face, it's your hobby
Boy, you fine as hell for a psycho
When do they pay for the cost of their choice? Oh, oh
Never 'cause that's just them boys being boys
Now my tummy hurts (tummy hurts), he's in love with her (ah-oh)
But for what it's worth, they'd make beautiful babies
And raise them up to be a couple of
Fucking monsters, like their mother and their father
Eventually (eventually), 2043 (ooh)
Someone's gonna hurt their little girl like their daddy hurt me
Mm, like their daddy hurt
Me
Oh, like their daddy hurt
Like their daddy hurt
Like their daddy hurt me
Now my tummy hurts, he's in love with her
But for what it's worth, he's her problem now, baby
And she'll stay with him
'Cause she made with him a couple monsters
Like their mother and their father
Yeah, eventually, 2043
Someone's gonna hurt your little girl like you hurt me
Writer(s): Alexander Glantz, Delacey, Renee J. Rapp
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