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Song «All My Friends» von Snakehips & Tinashe (feat.) & Chance The Rapper (feat.).
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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 2015 10 21 (Digital), 2016 04 15 (EP)
Label: Sony, Columbia
Songwriter Chancelor Bennett & James David & Oliver Dickinson & Cass Lowe
Produktion: Cass Lowe & Snakehips
Genre: Afroamericana - R'n'B-Renaissance, Electropop - Pop-R'n'B
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Snakehips & Tinashe (feat.)
Chance The Rapper (feat.)
Chancelor Bennett
James David
Oliver Dickinson
Cass Lowe
Cass Lowe
Snakehips
Lyrics
[Intro: Tinashe] Uh-huh, hoo [Verse 1: Tinashe] We open with the vultures, kissing the cannibals Sure, I get lonely, when I'm the only Only human in the heaving heat of the animals Bitter, brown salt, stinging on my tongue, ah Heart will not waver, heart will not wait its turn It will beat, it will burn, burn Burn your love into the ground with the lips of another Do you get lonely? Sure, I get lonely sometimes [Chorus: Tinashe & Snakehips] All my friends are wasted And I hate this club Man, I drink too much Another Friday night I've wasted My eyes are black and red I'm crawling back to your bed [Verse 2: Chance the Rapper] I hate the bar (IGH!) Pharmacy addict, hear the Wall Street traffic Took the car (IGH!) We reinvent the wheel just to fall asleep at it—skrrrt! Crash on the floor, catch the z-z-z's (Hunh) Popping the polar opposite of NZT (Hunh) Hip-hop and the propaganda say they name-brand (Name-brand) But I done seen how the *censored* did my main man (Main man) The nights we won't remember are the nights we won't remember (IGH!) I'll be gone 'til November, all my city call for Simba (IGH!) Dreams are made for cages, nigga, lions are for real Nigga, dying is for real, niggas dying off of pills (Woo!) Nigga, fridays are for chill and I escaped the treachery I just had to rest-in-peace the recipe The rest of us are prayin' that the sand will leave a tan If you're up right now, hope you hear what I'm saying Hope you hear what I'm saying [Chorus: Tinashe & Snakehips] All my friends are wasted And I hate this club Man, I drink too much Another Friday night I've wasted My eyes are black and red (Woo!) I'm crawling back to your bed [Bridge: Tinashe] Do you get lonely? Sure, I get lonely, some nights When the angels on my shoulder slumber and I'm stuck here With the vultures, hissing and circling You didn't call me (Call me, call me, call me) [Pre-Chorus: Tinashe & Chance the Rapper] Ooh, I'm crawling, crawling Crawling back to you (IGH!) [Chorus: Tinashe & Snakehips, Chance the Rapper, & All] All my friends are wasted (All my friends are wasted) And I hate this club Man, I drink too much (Too much, I drink too much) Another Friday night I've wasted My eyes are black and red I'm crawling back to your bed All my friends are wasted (All my friends are wasted) And I hate this club Man, I drink too much Another Friday night I've wasted My eyes are black and red I'm crawling back to your bed