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Crédits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ex Habit
Ex Habit
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Filipp Skuratov
Filipp Skuratov
Komponist:in
Aleksei Samoilov
Aleksei Samoilov
Komponist:in
Nikita Stepanov
Nikita Stepanov
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Filipp Skuratov
Filipp Skuratov
Produzent:in
Aleksei Samoilov
Aleksei Samoilov
Produzent:in

Paroles

You said that we're over And swore that you mean it I buried my morals and partied like it's religion Kept my composure, a pro at hiding my feelings Cursed with poison of love I'll never be giving you up You know what I know You roll what I roll Miss being so close To you Baby My recollection of us pains me Left half of my heart out at that party Got so used to the way that you touch me Over my dead body I called my friends over And got a house for the weekend Kissed girls for closure Just to tell them that it hurts the way You said that there's no way out You said that I broke your heart You said regret ain't enough But baby that's all that I got You know what I know You roll what I roll Miss being so close To you Baby My recollection of us pains me Left half of my heart out at that party Got so used to the way that you touch me Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Over my dead body Oh maybe One day you'll pretend that you don't hate me Close your eyes and forget bout that party Swear that you can forget how you loved me Over my dead body Oh maybe One day you'll pretend that you don't hate me Close your eyes and forget bout that party Swear that you can forget how you loved me Over my dead body
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