End Credits FT JR DE PHANTOM

R.E.D

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[VERSE 1 – R.E.D]
Thought the album ended?
Yeah, me too
Then I heard one more beat
And now we're back in the booth

Had my feet on the table
Had the headphones packed away
Then somebody pressed record
And now I'm here another day

Told myself "be professional"
That lasted maybe two minutes
Now I'm making bonus tracks
With absolutely no limits

Said we'd wrap it up at midnight
That was quite a while ago
Now we're chasing random ideas
Just to see where they might go

[CHORUS]
Roll the end credits
The story's complete
But we're still in the studio
Messing up the beat

Roll the end credits
Everybody go rest
We had one more dumb idea
And honestly it's the best

[VERSE 2 – R.E.D]
Everybody said "wrap it up"
Everybody said "we're done"
But every time I leave the room
I somehow start another one

Got twelve unfinished concepts
Seven hooks and twenty notes
Three voice memos full of nonsense
And one stuck inside my throat

I was meant to take a break
Touch some grass and see the sun
Instead I'm sitting in a hoodie
Writing number one-hundred-and-one

If you're still here listening
You deserve some kind of prize
'Cause the credits should've rolled by now
About a thousand lines ago

[CHORUS]
Roll the end credits
The story's complete
But we're still in the studio
Messing up the beat

Roll the end credits
Everybody go rest
We had one more dumb idea
And honestly it's the best

[JR DE PHANTOM APPEARS]

(Spoken - Deep Vocals)
...You still talking?

[R.E.D]
WAIT—

You're supposed to come in later.

[VERSE 3 – JR DE PHANTOM - Deep Vocals]
I was halfway to the exit/ keys already in my hand>/ Ready to trade the mixer for a life that wasn’t planned/ Then I hear this muffled shouting/ sounds like chaos through the wall/
Some "last minute" masterpiece, having a sonic brawl// You’re talking 'bout "no limits," I’m talking 'bout my sleep¡ But you’ve got me back on the mic/ buried in this beat<;/ Forget the credits/ R.E.D./ we’re rewriting the script¡ Caught in the ghost of a session/ and honestly¿/ I’m equipped. (Ohh Yeah¡) the clock is laughing at us/ it’s hitting four-o-five/ But there’s a flicker in the static that makes the track come alive//
You keep hoarding the concepts, those notes you never lose=; So I’ll pour some fuel on the fire and let the rhythm choose/ I’m the phantom in the playback/ the echo in the room> Bringing the final energy to chase away the gloom/ So keep the tape rolling/ forget the "the end" sign
We’ll keep breaking the record/ one verse at a time!

[FINAL CHORUS]
Roll the end credits
The story's complete
But we're still in the studio
Messing up the beat

Roll the end credits
Everybody go rest
We had one more dumb idea
And honestly it's the best

[OUTRO]

(Spoken)
Okay.

Now it's over.

Seriously.

Go listen to something else.

Wait.

Actually, don't go, listen to it again

Please?

2841/7500

[VERSE 1 – R.E.D] Thought the album ended? Yeah, me too Then I heard one more beat And now we're back in the booth Had my feet on the table Had the headphones packed away Then somebody pressed record And now I'm here another day Told myself "be professional" That lasted maybe two minutes Now I'm making bonus tracks With absolutely no limits Said we'd wrap it up at midnight That was quite a while ago Now we're chasing random ideas Just to see where they might go [CHORUS] Roll the end credits The story's complete But we're still in the studio Messing up the beat Roll the end credits Everybody go rest We had one more dumb idea And honestly it's the best [VERSE 2 – R.E.D] Everybody said "wrap it up" Everybody said "we're done" But every time I leave the room I somehow start another one Got twelve unfinished concepts Seven hooks and twenty notes Three voice memos full of nonsense And one stuck inside my throat I was meant to take a break Touch some grass and see the sun Instead I'm sitting in a hoodie Writing number one-hundred-and-one If you're still here listening You deserve some kind of prize 'Cause the credits should've rolled by now About a thousand lines ago [CHORUS] Roll the end credits The story's complete But we're still in the studio Messing up the beat Roll the end credits Everybody go rest We had one more dumb idea And honestly it's the best [JR DE PHANTOM APPEARS] (Spoken - Deep Vocals) ...You still talking? [R.E.D] WAIT— You're supposed to come in later. [VERSE 3 – JR DE PHANTOM - Deep Vocals] I was halfway to the exit/ keys already in my hand>/ Ready to trade the mixer for a life that wasn’t planned/ Then I hear this muffled shouting/ sounds like chaos through the wall/ Some "last minute" masterpiece, having a sonic brawl// You’re talking 'bout "no limits," I’m talking 'bout my sleep¡ But you’ve got me back on the mic/ buried in this beat<;/ Forget the credits/ R.E.D./ we’re rewriting the script¡ Caught in the ghost of a session/ and honestly¿/ I’m equipped. (Ohh Yeah¡) the clock is laughing at us/ it’s hitting four-o-five/ But there’s a flicker in the static that makes the track come alive// You keep hoarding the concepts, those notes you never lose=; So I’ll pour some fuel on the fire and let the rhythm choose/ I’m the phantom in the playback/ the echo in the room> Bringing the final energy to chase away the gloom/ So keep the tape rolling/ forget the "the end" sign We’ll keep breaking the record/ one verse at a time! [FINAL CHORUS] Roll the end credits The story's complete But we're still in the studio Messing up the beat Roll the end credits Everybody go rest We had one more dumb idea And honestly it's the best [OUTRO] (Spoken) Okay. Now it's over. Seriously. Go listen to something else. Wait. Actually, don't go, listen to it again Please?

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