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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Fickle Friends
Fickle Friends
Künstler:in
Jack Herrington
Jack Herrington
Bassgitarre
Natassja Shiner
Natassja Shiner
Stimme und Gesang
Jack Wilson
Jack Wilson
Tasteninstrumente
Chris Hall
Chris Hall
Gitarre
Sam Morris
Sam Morris
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jack Herrington
Jack Herrington
Komponist:in
Natassja Shiner
Natassja Shiner
Komponist:in
Jack Wilson
Jack Wilson
Komponist:in
Chris Hall
Chris Hall
Komponist:in
Sam Morris
Sam Morris
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jack Wilson
Jack Wilson
Produzent:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hate me, feels like we're in a boxing ring
And my money's on you to win
Maybe on and maybe it will be that maybe
I am just too sweet, level with me, baby
[Verse 2]
The taste of your love is more than I can handle
The words that you say mean nothing but tomorrow
And you don't and you don't know
You don't know you're sugar
When I say you're a sugar rush
[Verse 3]
Save me, such a fool for you vanity
And you're too fond of your face
Maybe on, maybe you're different, baby
I don't have to cheat, level with me, baby
[Verse 4]
How are you getting what you want?
How can I know, how can I know?
[Verse 5]
The taste of your love is more than I can handle
The words that you say mean nothing but tomorrow
And you don't and you don't know
You don't know you're sugar
When I say you're a sugar rush
[Verse 6]
I am one with your agony
You do love like you're on TV
Leave me out like your family
When was the last time that you were happy?
I am one with your agony
You do love like you're on TV
Leave me out like your family
When was the last time that you were happy?
[Verse 7]
The taste of your love is more than I can handle
The words that you say mean nothing but tomorrow
And you don't and you don't know
You don't know you're sugar
When I say you're a sugar rush
Sugar rush
Written by: Chris Hall, Jack Herrington, Jack Wilson, Natassja Shiner, Sam Morris
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