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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Abstract
Performer
Samuel Acchione
Guitar
Julian Ali
Piano
Sylvie Grace
Strings
Jonah Abraham
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Simpson
Composer
Joshuah Melnick
Composer
Romil Hemnani
Composer
John Carroll Kirby
Composer
Jonah Abraham
Composer
Julian Rapaport
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevin Abstract
Executive Producer
Julian Ali
Additional Producer
Romil Hemnani
Recording Engineer
John Carroll Kirby
Producer
Jonah Abraham
Executive Producer
Gregg White
Recording Engineer
Kaushlesh Purohit
Recording Engineer
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
Zachary Acosta
Assistant Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
My feet left the ground
Out by the deep, black side on my own
You beg me to grow
I can't do none of that no more
Bring me some more
Cash and fantasy, babe, it's all the same
You reach out your hand
Why would I climb if the rope's supposed to break?
Sitting on the branch beside you
The floor was wet down below us
Something moved in the bushes
That's when you saw me
The way I see you too, ha-ha
My feet left the ground
Out by the deep, black side on my own
You beg me to grow
I can't do none of that no more
Bring me some more
Cash and fantasy, babe, it's all the same
You reach out your hand
Why would I climb if the rope's supposed to break?
Something scary sneaking above us
Just trust me, you don't gotta look
Grab the blanket, pull it over
No need to risk it, let's just stay put
I gave you everything money could buy
Simple for me that you're smoking me off
I give it all up, get a crib out in Texas
My feet left the ground
Out by the deep, black side on my own
You beg me to grow
I can't do none of that no more
Bring me some more
Cash and fantasy, babe, it's all the same
You reach out your hand
Why would I climb if the rope's supposed to break?
Writer(s): Romil Hemnani, Clifford Simpson, John Kirby, Jonah Abraham, Julian Ali, Joshuah Melnick
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