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Reece William Tyzzer
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Reuben Brown
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Lyrics
Spent my night with Creep FM
Windows down, going round the bend
Hit me up, don't expect a reply
Come to the lights and I'm feeling high
Like woah
It's the green light, go
Guy in front's going way too slow
Flick on the lights as the headlight glow
Heart rates up, think I might plateau
Round the bend and then round some more
Up the speed yeah, the pedals to the floor
Through the city, I start to explore
I'm at your door and I'm back for more
I'm coming inside and I start to hide
Gun in my hand, I'm Jekyll & Hyde
Meds don't work, my mind has died
Got too many feelings, I start to cry
Sailing a ship and it might sink
But I don't care, the depression ain't frightening
Beat me in the head with a nightstick
Shoot me in the heart and stab me with an icepick
I think I'm immune to the nice things
So I want a change, get struck by lightning
And if you ain't down for fighting
I could just bring it to your door, surprising
I'm at your door, let me in
You have hurt me in the past, now it's my time to sin
I don't care who you are, I don't care who this is
You will die in the hands of a borrowed-time king, uh
I'm at your door, let me in
You have hurt me in the past, now it's my time to sin
I don't care who you are, I don't care who this is
You will die in the hands of a borrowed-time king, uh
Writer(s): Reece Tyzzer
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