Late night I'm up
Waiting in the middle
Willing the phone 
To ring just a little

Next time you say
You won't make me wait
I call, I hang up
It's too late, I'm love dumb

Ooo you don't get me 
Ooo you don't get me
Ooo you don't get me
Ooo you don't

Baby pick the phone up
And say you need me
Let me know if you love me
You know we should be together
You know we could be forever

La la la love dumb
La la la love dumb
La la la love dumb
Love dumb love dumb 

Drive up my steeet
I'm wearing your favorite
You're watching me
My head spins just a little bit

You pull me in close
We drive up the coast
I'm not with my mind
It's too late, I'm love dumb

Ooo you don't get me 
Ooo you don't get me
Ooo you don't get me
Ooo you don't

Baby pick the phone up
And say you need me
Let me know if you love me
You know we should be together
You know we could be forever

I'm running my mouth
It's like you never met me
I'm losing my cool
You say take it easy
I'm caught in my head
But ooo you don't get me
You don't get me
You don't get me
Baby shut up
Don't think too much
Baby it's too late
We've lost our brains

Baby pick the phone up
And say you need me
Let me know if you love me
You know we should be together
You know we could be forever
Baby pick the phone up
And say you need me
Let me know if you love me
You know we should be together
You know we could be forever

Love Dumb

I've been feeling good for the first time
In my life, my life

He say he wanna run away
Big talk for a little play, and
Telling me that he love my name
When he talk it all sound the same, boy
I don't want no drama
I don't need no games
So I say it one more time
No thank you

Fuck boys, fuck bros, get that money babe
Fake friends, fake noise, get that money babe
Fuck boys, fuck bros, get that money babe
Get that money babe

You're looking green with envy boy
Lock and load and then destroy
Always looking to distract
Still I get that ca-a-ash 
I don't need that drama
I don't play no games
So I'll say it once more nice
No thank you

Fuck boys, fuck bros, get that money babe
Fake friends, fake noise, get that money babe
Fuck boys, fuck bros, get that money babe
Get that money babe

Written by: Rebecca Butler and Aaron Blackmar
Produced by: Aaron Blackmar

No Thank You

All my future friends
wanna stay at my place

Hey it's the year 2020 and I'm living now
All my future friends got nothing left to worry about
Mama I told you I would put you up real good
New phone, new life, who dis?
We living like we should

Let's go out on Tuesday
We don't need no weekend
Fuck it, let's do Monday
Every day's vacation

All my future friends
wanna stay at my place
All my future friends
wanna stay at my place

I come a riding right in on a big white horse
Don't need no saving, I'm a Joan of Arc
All them boys they hit me up
They've been trying to buy my love
But I'm at my job no shit
I'll buy my own stuff

Let's go out on Tuesday
We don't need no weekend
Fuck it, let's do Monday
Every day's vacation

All my future friends
wanna stay at my place
All my future friends
are loving life this new way

Let's go out on Tuesday
We don't need no weekend
Fuck it, let's do Monday
Every day's vacation

Written by: Rebecca Butler and Aaron Blackmar
Produced by: Aaron Blackmar

Future Friends

It's not linear
The way I'm feeling but
We've got that fast-track, make-you-sick kind of love

It's not typical
It feels like every night
You stay at mine like we're sleeping, but we're staying up

I-I-I won't make it out tonight
tell my friends I've got plans and it feels right

It feels right 

We take the back roads
On our way back home
You buy me time while I play repeat on my favorite song

It's so difficult
To find the words
To say the things that we both know we can't say yet

I-I-I won't make it out tonight
tell my friends I've got plans and it feels right

It feels right 

Let me know you're feeling the same
Whisper it in my ear
Waking up next to your face
making it so clear
Call me up after your day
I'll see you when you get here
I'll see you when you get here
I'll see you and it feels right

It feels right


Written by: Rebecca Butler and Aaron Blackmar
Produced by: Aaron Blackmar

Feels Right

Let me feel it, I'm all in
I've got a crush, baby this could go big
Let me hear it, I like to win
I've got a crush and he's under my skin

Passing notes back and forth in gym class
Tell me now, sweetheart, will this last?
Trying to make it 'till Valentine's Day
We can make it 'till the holiday

Kiss me in the bathroom
Teacher's in the classroom
Kiss me in the bathroom
I've got a crush on you

I'd have it all just give me your time
I'm working hard just at making you mine
Believe me baby, it's worth the wait
I've had my sights on you since the first day

Passing notes back and forth in gym class
Tell me now, sweetheart, will this last?
Trying to make it 'till summer vacay
We can make it 'till the holiday

Kiss me in the bathroom
Teacher's in the classroom
Kiss me in the bathroom
I've got a crush on you

We go together like birds of a feather
You are the one for me
We are so much better than grade school chatter
Yeah, you are the one for me

Kiss me in the bathroom
Teacher's in the classroom
Kiss me in the bathroom
I've got a crush on you
Kiss me in the bathroom
Teacher's in the classroom
Kiss me in the bathroom
I've got a crush on you


Written by: Rebecca Butler and Aaron Blackmar
Produced by: Aaron Blackmar

Crush

All I know is all that I came for
Solo moves make my way to the dance floor
I don’t need nobody and nobody needs me
I don’t need no money ‘cause the music is free

East to the west to the north
Making my way down south
I keep my feet on the earth
But I’ll leave my head in the clouds

Move me like a disco, baby
I let my hips go, move me like a disco
Move me like a disco, baby
I let my hips go, move me like a disco
Move me like a disco
Move me like a disco

I show up with expectations 
Dance myself clean till salvation
I don’t need no medicine, no therapy
I don’t need talk it out, my body hears me

East to the west to the north
Making my way down south
I keep my feet on the earth
But I’ll leave my head in the clouds

Move me like a disco, baby
I let my hips go, move me like a disco
Move me like a disco, baby
I let my hips go, move me like a disco

Move me like a disco
Move me like a disco

Move me like a disco, baby
I let my hips go, move me like a disco
Move me like a disco, baby
I let my hips go, move me like a disco
Move me like a disco, baby
I let my hips go, move me like a disco
Move me like a disco, baby
I let my hips go, move me like a disco

You know you move right
Move me like a disco
You know you move me right

Written by: Rebecca Butler and Aaron Blackmar
Produced by: Aaron Blackmar

Disco

I don’t really wanna come first
I know I like to be right but it’s so lonely there
I see the value in discomfort
I took a taxi cab to tell you but you were nowhere

Uh huh

Is she really gonna burn it down? Uh huh
Is she really gonna end it now? Uh huh
Is she really gonna burn this down?
They call me crazy, but I don't give a damn

I know I fucked up too, I'll never be like you
They call me gasoline, put a spark in me
Like a fire, I'll burn until you can't breathe

Uh huh

I know I'm someone you don't recognize
I know it's far too late to apologize, but
I didn't really think it get this far
I didn't really think it get this hard

Uh huh

Is she really gonna burn it down? Uh huh
Is she really gonna end it now? Uh huh
Is she really gonna burn this down?
They call me crazy, but I don't give a damn

I know I fucked up too, I'll never be like you
They call me gasoline, put a spark in me
Like a fire, I'll burn until you can't breathe
I know I fucked up too, I'll never be like you
They call me gasoline, put a spark in me
Like a fire, I'll burn until you can't breathe

Till you can't breathe

It's in my blood, it's in my veins
I feel a rush every time you go away
It's in my blood, it's in my veins
I feel a rush
And like a fire I'mma burn it down

I know I fucked up too, I'll never be like you
They call me gasoline, put a spark in me
Like a fire, I'll burn until you can't breathe
I know I fucked up too, I'll never be like you
They call me gasoline, put a spark in me
Like a fire, I'll burn until you can't breathe

Written by: Rebecca Butler and Aaron Blackmar
Produced by: Aaron Blackmar

Like A Fire

I don't wanna leave
I've been out before, I've seen all the things
Take me to the bars
Feeding me lines when I'm feeling starved

They're rolling off your tongue like 
liquor in the moonlight
I don't care if it's right
I've got a fear of missing
You wanna know my hometown
I'd rather be at home now
The only reason I'm down
I've got a fear of missing

Boys money games love
Doing all the things 'cause
Boys money games love
I've got a fear of missing
Boys money games love
Doing all the things 'cause
Boys money games love
I've got a fear of missing out
I've got a fear of missing out

I go home alone
I wanna feel yes, but I'm saying no
Take me to the place
Where I have it all but do nothing

Am I giving off the right vibes?
I don't really have time
I don't care if it's right
Don't want to be alone but
I'd rather be at home when
You're blowing up my phone and
I've got a fear of missing

Boys money games love
Doing all the things 'cause
Boys money games love
I've got a fear of missing
Boys money games love
Doing all the things 'cause
Boys money games love
I've got a fear of missing out
I've got a fear of missing out

Boys money games love
Doing all the things 'cause
Boys money games love
I've got a fear of missing

Boys money games love
Doing all the things 'cause
Boys money games love
I've got a fear of missing
Boys money games love
Doing all the things 'cause
Boys money games love
I've got a fear of missing out
I've got a fear of missing out
I've got a fear of missing out

Written by: Rebecca Butler, Aaron Blackmar, Warholla
Produced by: Aaron Blackmar & Warholla

FOMO

Boom goes the dynamite in my mind
I never like a fight but it’s time
I can’t keep waiting on these little signs
To make decisions in my own life

You’re a fantasy coming out to haunt me
My reality is never enough for me
You’re a fantasy coming out to haunt me
My reality is never enough for me

You’ve got my attention
I don’t have to listen
It’s not my intention
To make you my religion

You’re the worst thing I know
Coming for me. Ego
You’re the worst thing I know
Coming for me. Ego
Oh ego, oh ego, oh ego, oh ego

How many followers on my page?
Something to satisfy then replace
Life for the paper then you die
Affirmation chaser in a need supply

You’re a fantasy coming out to haunt me
My reality is never enough for me
You’re a fantasy coming out to haunt me
My reality is never enough for me

You’re the worst thing I know
Coming for me. Ego
You’re the worst thing I know
Coming for me. Ego
Oh ego, oh ego, oh ego, oh ego

You’ve got my attention
I don’t have to listen
It’s not my intention
To make you my religion

You’re the worst thing I know
Coming for me. Ego
You’re the worst thing I know
Coming for me. Ego
Oh ego, oh ego, oh ego, oh ego

Written by: Rebecca Butler & Aaron Blackmar
Produced by: Aaron Blackmar

Street lights blur lines
I'm not thinking straight by your side
Your hand, my cheek
I could overdose when you touch me

Every time we meet up meet up
these drugs make their way to my brain
It's a bit distracting listing the things
that make me say, I hope you stay
I hope you stay

Adrenaline, under my skin
under my skin

I like you, you like me
but I can tell you might be out of my league
Come through, let's see
You're the sun, I need some vitamin d

When we meet up meet up
these drugs make their way into my veins
It's a bit distracting listing the things
that make me say, I hope you stay
I hope you stay

Adrenaline, under my skin
under my skin

I've been making mountains now as you stare me down
cuffed sleeves and fast shoes
We've been working double-time, think I've either lost my mind
Or I'm in like with you

Adrenaline, under my skin
under my skin

It's in my head, in my veins, in my brain now
I get a feeling every time you say my name now

Written by: Rebecca Butler & Aaron Blackmar
Produced by: Aaron Blackmar

Andrenaline

LYRICS:
Mmm nostalgia doesn’t mean I want ya
Take my love then give it back
The most wanted on my favorite playlist
Don’t worry baby it’ll pass

Deep breath, turn my brain off
I don’t need a minute to think 
Probably high up on the memories
That I replay of our favorite days

Don’t worry baby
I’ll be right where you left me, stuck in
Sentimental dreams and photographs
Are we living in the good times past?

Mmm nostalgia sends me dreams of summer
But I don’t want to live my past
Instant replay on my favorite memory
It’s all good baby, it’ll pass

Don’t worry baby
I’ll be right where you left me, stuck in
Sentimental dreams and photographs
Are we living in the good times past?

Deep breath, turn my brain off
I don’t need a minute to think 
Probably high up on the memories
That I replay of our favorite days

Don’t worry baby
I’ll be right where you left me, stuck in
Sentimental dreams and photographs
Are we living in the good times past?
Don’t worry baby
I’ll be right where you left me, stuck in
Sentimental dreams and photographs
Are we living in the good times past?

Written by Rebecca Butler, Aaron Blackmar, and Frank Moses
Produced by Aaron Blackmar and Frank Moses

NOSTALGIA

Written by: Rebecca Butler, Aaron Blackmar, Zack Burke
Produced by: Aaron Blackmar, Zack Burke

LYRICS:
Telephone close, I wanna know, so I don’t feel neglected
Radio silence, dead on the line, till panic sets in
Am I alive, do I stand corrected?
I stand corrected

Hold all the cards, like I’ve got a good hand, in for the big win
You in the dark, the way I know how, madness to method
Am I alive, do I stand corrected?
I stand corrected

I’m a monster
Do some things I can’t excuse
I’ll destroy ya
If you only knew

I do bad things when I’m bored, I don’t know why (with that new high, get that new high)
Always wanting more when I’m satisfied (with that new high, get that new high)
I can’t stop it if I try, feels so good when it’s not right
I do bad things when I’m bored, I don’t know why (with that new high, get that new high)

Significant impulses hit when I see you move past me
A little bit of blood in the mouth ‘n you’re tasting so sweet
Am I alive, is this how we end it?
Is this how we end it?

I’m a monster
Do some things I can’t excuse
I’ll destroy ya
If you only knew

I do bad things when I’m bored, I don’t know why (with that new high, get that new high)
Always wanting more when I’m satisfied (with that new high, get that new high)
I can’t stop it if I tried, feels so good when it’s not right
I do bad things when I’m bored, I don’t know why (with that new high, get that new high)

Don’t chicken out, feeling important, I can admit it
You know I’m bored when my good intentions make me a hypocrite 
I do bad things, I do bad bad things, I don’t know why

I do bad things when I’m bored, I don’t know why (with that new high, get that new high)
Always wanting more when I’m satisfied (with that new high, get that new high)
I can’t stop it if I tried, feels so good when it’s not right
I do bad things when I’m bored, I don’t know why (with that new high, get that new high)
I do bad things when I’m bored, I don’t know why

I Do Bad Things When I'm Bored

the music baby of Aaron Blackmar and Rebecca Butler

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