℗ 2019 Bad Batch Records under exclusive license to Elektra Records for the World excluding Australia and New Zealand
Masterer: Andrei Eremin
Vocal Engineer: Garrett Kato
Mixer, Producer, Recording: Konstantin Kersting
All Instruments, Vocals: Toni Watson
Writer: Toni Watson
℗ 2016 The Weeknd XO, Inc., Manufactured and Marketed by Republic Records, a Division of UMG Recordings, Inc.
Released on: 2018-04-20
Producer, Studio Personnel, Engineer: Doc McKinney
Producer, Studio Personnel, Engineer: Cirkut
Producer: Abel Tesfaye
Producer, Co- Producer: Cashmere Cat
Producer, Co- Producer: Prince85
Associated Performer, Synthesizer: Dylan Wiggins
Associated Performer, Guitar: Simon Christenson
Studio Personnel, Engineer: Joshua Smith
Studio Personnel, Mixer: Serban Ghenea
Studio Personnel, Mix Engineer: John Hanes
Composer Lyricist: Abel Tesfaye
Composer Lyricist: Martin Mckinney
Composer Lyricist: Mejdi Rhars
Composer Lyricist: Dylan Wiggins
Composer Lyricist: Magnus Hoiberg
Composer Lyricist: William Walsh
Composer Lyricist: Henry Walter
►«Blinding Lights» Lyrics:
I been tryna call
I’ve been on my own for long enough
Maybe you can show me how to love, maybe
I’m going through withdrawals
You don’t even have to do too much
You can turn me on with just a touch, baby
(Ohhhh oh)
Sin city’s cold and empty
(Oh)
No one’s around to judge me
(Oh)
I can’t see clearly when you’re gone
I said ohhhh I’m blinded by the lights
No I can’t sleep until I feel your touch
I said ohhhh I’m drowning in the night
Oh when I’m like this you’re the one I trust
(Hey hey hey)
I’m running out of time
Cause I can see the sun light up the sky
So I hit the road in overdrive, baby
(Ohhhh)
The city’s cold and empty
(Oh)
No one’s around to judge me
(Oh)
I can’t see clearly when you’re gone
I said ohhhh I’m blinded by the lights
No I can’t sleep until I feel your touch
I said ohhhh I’m drowning in the night
Oh when I’m like this you’re the one I trust
(Hey hey hey)
I’m just calling back to let you know
I could never say this on the phone
Will never let you go this time
I said ohhhh I’m blinded by the lights
No I can’t sleep until I feel your touch
(Hey hey hey)
(Hey hey hey)
I said ohhhh I’m blinded by the lights
No I can’t sleep until I feel your touch
Composer Lyricist: Taylor Swift
Composer Lyricist: Jack Antonoff
Composer Lyricist: Richard Fairbrass
Composer Lyricist: Fred Fairbrass
Composer Lyricist: Rob Manzoli
Director: Vasso Vu
Producer: Xiaoxuan Zhu
Production Assistant: Eve Mahoney
Director of Photography: Donny Johnson
1st AC: Darius Williams
Gaffer: Fionn Hutton
Spark: Natasha Duursma
Lighting Trainee: Luigi Truscelli
Prop Stylist: Harriet Trant
Stylist: Holly Adamthwaite
MUA: Georgia Olive
Hair: Jake Gallagher
VFX: Slavko Gavric
Halloweenie III: Seven Days (Lyrics)
On the first day of halloween my enemy and me
Duelled in the moonlight, i got flesh in my teeth
On the second day of halloween i found a vat of acid
I spelled my name in finger bones full name Ashton
Third day of halloween i promised him a treat
Caught him in my spiderweb and started on his feet
Fourth day of Halloween woke up without a face
Accidentally baked my facial features into a cake
I don’t feel like myself anymore
I can smell blood and it’s trailing out the door
What if i’m rotten, worms eating at my core
Malibu barbie bodies are washing up on the shore
On the Fifth of day halloween i bathed in menstrual blood
Then I took a nap cuz being evils tiresome
On the sixth day of halloween i hunted down the witches
So we could be bezzie friends those are my bestest bitches
On the seventh day of Halloween I howled at the moon
I stripped myself butt naked and showed the world my boobs
I don’t feel like myself anymore
I can smell blood and it’s trailing out the door
What if i’m rotten, worms eating at my core
Malibu barbie bodies are washing up on the shore
I don’t feel like myself anymore
I can smell blood and it’s trailing out the door
What if i’m rotten, worms eating at my core
Malibu barbie bodies are washing up on the shore
Don’t wake the beast
Debutante deceased
Blood on the sheets
All hallows eve
Don’t wake the beast
She likes to eat
Blueberry sweet
All hallows’ eve
I don’t feel like myself anymore
I can smell blood and it’s trailing out the door
What if i’m rotten, worms eating at my core
Malibu barbie bodies are washing up on the shore
DEMIDEVIL
demon
little gargoyle
girl
everybody’s
bleeding
on the marble
floor
Lyrics:
I aint worried bout nothin
I aint wearin na nada
Im sittin pretty, impatient, but I know you gotta
Put in them hours, Imma make it harder
Im sending pic after picture, Imma get you fired
I know youre always on the night shift
But I cant stand these nights alone
And I dont need no explanation
Cause baby, youre the boss at home
You dont gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work, work, work, work
You dont gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh oh
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh oh
Lets put it into motion
Ima give you a promotion
Ill make it feel like a vacay, turn the bed into an ocean
We dont need nobody, I just need your body
Nothin but sheets in between us, aint no getting off early
I know youre always on the night shift
But I cant stand these nights alone
And I dont need no explanation
Cause baby, youre the boss at home
You dont gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work, work, work, work
You dont gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh
Girl, go to work for me
Can you make it clap, no hands for me?
Take it to the ground, pick it up for me
Look back at it all over me
Put in work like my timesheet
She ride it like a 63
Ima buy her no Celine
Let her ride in a foreign with me
Oh, she the bae, Im her boo
And she down to break the rules
Ride or die, she gon go
Im gon judge, she finesse
I pipe up, she take that
Putting overtime on your body
You dont gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work, work, work, work
You dont gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh
Yeah, we can work from home
Yeah, we can work from home
Yeah