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Post Malone - Wasting Angels (Lyrics) Feat. The Kid Laroi
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Post Malone
Post Malone
Vocals
The Kid LAROI
The Kid LAROI
Vocals
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Programming
Charissa Nielsen
Charissa Nielsen
Background Vocals
Dana Nielsen
Dana Nielsen
Background Vocals
Jonathan Mouton
Jonathan Mouton
Background Vocals
India Carney
India Carney
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Songwriter
Austin Post
Austin Post
Songwriter
Billy Walsh
Billy Walsh
Songwriter
Charlton Kenneth Jeffrey Howard
Charlton Kenneth Jeffrey Howard
Songwriter
Dana Nielsen
Dana Nielsen
Choir Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Producer
Chris Dennis
Chris Dennis
Recording Engineer
Máté Gere
Máté Gere
Assistant Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Zach Pereyra
Zach Pereyra
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Trey Station
Trey Station
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Anthony J Vilchis
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

This is like a private plane up on my ring This is like the first time I bought a chain This is like when I was sane, before the fame Uh oh uh oh, this life is crazy This is like another thing I can't explain This is like the summer flame that got away I won't let another angel go to waste Uh oh uh oh, this life is crazy Oh Vividus bed where I'm layin' my head Devil on my back so I sleep on my chest Waitin' at the gate how'd they get my address? On my last nerve while I'm rippin' cigarettes It's a killer I know, it's a killer I know I just need a lil' somethin' get me through the day Yeah my mind is blank or I overthink It's gettin' old but it's nothin' new I say your name when you're not around When I'm drunk and my knees can't pick me up Need to say your name when you're not around When I'm drunk and my knees can't pick me up This is like a private plane up on my ring This is like the first time I bought a chain This is like when I was sane, before the fame Uh oh uh oh, this life is crazy This is like another thing I can't explain This is like the summer flame that got away I won't let another angel go to waste Uh oh uh oh, this life is crazy I blacked out left a hundred missed calls on your phone I mixed my drink with a couple of drugs Spit in my face now you hate that I'm gone babe You're doin' the most I don't need somebody to be the one to keep me honest I don't wanna know the truth, I can't fight if I'm alone I need enemies You know how far that I will go Every road takes its toll Before you leave, I'm gone, I'm gone This is like a private plane up on my ring This is like the first time I bought a chain This is like when I was sane, before the fame Uh oh uh oh, this life is crazy This is like another thing I can't explain This is like the summer flame that got away I won't let another angel go to waste Uh oh uh oh, this life is crazy I should listen to you now, if I never have I should listen to you now, if I never have I should listen to you now, if I never have I should listen to you now, if I never have I should listen to you now, if I never have I should listen to you now, if I never have I should listen to you now
Writer(s): Louis Russell Bell, Austin Richard Post, Billy Walsh, Charlton Kenneth Jeffrey Howard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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