Automatic (feat. Jake Miller)
Wake up, man I hate the front door
Tell myself go out more
End up in the same bed lonely
Feels like every day is wasted
Like I'm on a waitlist
For someone to really know me
I, I don't know where you're from
I don't care if it's real
I, 'cause I like the way you talk
The way you feel
Automatic
Shit, you feel like magic
Cinematic, and I gotta have it
Shit, you feel like magic
God, I love the way you talk
The way you feel, baby
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, dum-dum
I've been driving with the breaks on
Taking all the turns wrong
But if it brought me here, I'm not mad
Tell me this don't happen often
Got you ditching your friends
You say that you never do that
I, I don't know where you're from
I don't care if it's real (it's real)
I, (yeah, yeah) cause I like the way you talk
The way you feel
Automatic
Shit, you feel like magic
Cinematic, and I gotta have it
Shit, you feel like magic
God, I love the way you talk
The way you feel, baby
Automatic
Shit, you feel like magic
Cinematic, and I gotta have it
Shit, you feel like magic
God, I love the way you talk
The way you feel, baby (oh yeah)
God, I love the way you talk
The way you feel, baby
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum (love the feel, babe)
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum (love the feel)
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, dum-dum
Tell myself go out more
End up in the same bed lonely
Feels like every day is wasted
Like I'm on a waitlist
For someone to really know me
I, I don't know where you're from
I don't care if it's real
I, 'cause I like the way you talk
The way you feel
Automatic
Shit, you feel like magic
Cinematic, and I gotta have it
Shit, you feel like magic
God, I love the way you talk
The way you feel, baby
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, dum-dum
I've been driving with the breaks on
Taking all the turns wrong
But if it brought me here, I'm not mad
Tell me this don't happen often
Got you ditching your friends
You say that you never do that
I, I don't know where you're from
I don't care if it's real (it's real)
I, (yeah, yeah) cause I like the way you talk
The way you feel
Automatic
Shit, you feel like magic
Cinematic, and I gotta have it
Shit, you feel like magic
God, I love the way you talk
The way you feel, baby
Automatic
Shit, you feel like magic
Cinematic, and I gotta have it
Shit, you feel like magic
God, I love the way you talk
The way you feel, baby (oh yeah)
God, I love the way you talk
The way you feel, baby
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum (love the feel, babe)
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum (love the feel)
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, dum-dum
Credits
Writer(s): Rebecca Paige King, Justin Breit, Justin Slaven
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