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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Quinn XCII
Quinn XCII
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Phil Cook
Phil Cook
Komponist:in
Mikael Temrowski
Mikael Temrowski
Songwriter:in
Oliver Feighan
Oliver Feighan
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Phil Cook
Phil Cook
Produzent:in
Dylan McDougle
Dylan McDougle
Mischtechniker:in
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

I'm top-heavy like my Chevy 'cause my thoughts steady
Hot, sweaty, I'm not ready to get heady
With these strawberries and sunflowers out in the afternoon
Baby, I'm almost thirty, Steph Curry, my brain's hurting
Overthinkin' worries when my attorney's in no hurry
Yeah, it's all blurry like snow flurries, I don't know what to do
'Cause you can't have the sun without the moon
But my highs don't stand a chance without the
Low, low, low, lows
I'm the highest when I let everything
Go, go, go, go (hey)
And Honey, if you don't hear from me
It's just me out on my own
'Cause my highs don't stand a chance without the
Low, low, low, lows (hey)
I'm down silly, two chili with no cheese
Like I'm John Sally in my city, but I'm shitty
Got a bad attitude, I'm dizzy for no reason at all, reason at all (no reason at all)
I pity anyone who deals when my behavior is split
Bet they don't like it when I tell 'em all my problems and shit
Recycle every reason I can find to stay negative
Why do I do that? Yeah (hey)
'Cause you can't have the sun without the moon
But my highs don't stand a chance without the
Low, low, low, lows
I'm the highest when I let everything
Go, go, go, go
And honey, if you don't hear from me
It's just me out on my own
'Cause my highs don't stand a chance without the
Low, low, low, lows (they don't stand the chance)
Go, go, go, go, go
(Hey)
But my highs don't stand a chance without the
Low, low, low, lows
I'm the highest when I let everything
Go, go, go, go
And honey, if you don't hear from me
It's just me out on my own
'Cause my highs don't stand a chance without the
Low, low, low, lows
But my highs don't stand a chance without the
Low, low, low, lows
I'm the highest when I let everything
Go, go, go, go
And honey, if you don't hear from me
It's just me out on my own
'Cause my highs don't stand a chance without the
Low, low, low, lows (hey)
Written by: Mikael Temrowski, Oliver Feighan, Phil Cook
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