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Devon Gabriella - Bad Blood (Live from The Garden)

"Bad Blood" brought to you live from The Garden. Stream the single: https://ffm.to/badblood-?fbclid=PAQ0x... My EP, 'The Garden,' is now yours. Stream: https://ffm.to/thegarden- Live Video Credits: Creative Director - Anne-Sophie Bine Prod Co - TYPEFACE DP - Zayd Ezzeldine Steadicam - Hayden Greiwe 1st AC - Carolina Thompson 2nd AC - Jackson Burns Gaffer - Monty Sloan Key Grip - Nathan Kadota Production Designer - Renna Pilar Set Dresser - Taylor Venegas Set Dresser - Paris Peterson Art Assist - Janelle Smith Food Stylist - Beatrice Brown Stylist - Lindsey Hartman Editor - Eileen Vera Flynn Tanner - Guitarist Jonathan Sim - Guitarist Joey Farber - Bassist Joe Hunt - Drummer Garett Dahl - Recording Engineer Josh Nardine - Mix Engineer Maison Thomas - A2/Guitar Tech Jacob Harelick - Music Director MUA - Rian Calhoun Management - Jeremy Maciak & Josh Snider @ Flood Divison Label - Domenica Flores & Edwin Camacho @ BMG Follow Me: Instagram:   / devongabriellaa   TikTok:   / devongabriellamusic   X:   / devon_gabriella   Lyrics: I’m too tired to drive home Can you take the wheel? Tell me how to feel You play The same song on the radio ‘Til it’s monotone ‘Til we’re out of notes You cut me over and over again We can’t be friends I don’t want no bad blood Somebody to run from Not even some friendly fire Can we throw our hands up ‘Stead of throwing up guns I’m a lover, not a fighter This will never end the way you want What’s done is done There’s no bad blood I am collateral damage To your “letting go” In a new timezone I didn’t know Had no control I think you liked that You look like a ghost Of someone I know Someone I can’t get back But I don’t want no bad blood Somebody to run from Not even some friendly fire Can we throw our hands up ‘Stead of throwing up guns I’m a lover, not a fighter This will never end the way you want What’s done is done There’s no bad blood Guess it was always your nature You came back a stranger in my room Who took the shape of you Guess it was always your nature You came back a stranger, stranger, you’re a stranger But I don’t want no bad blood Somebody to run from Not even some friendly fire Can we throw our hands up ‘Stead of throwing up guns I’m a lover, not a fighter This will never end the way you want What’s done is done There’s no bad blood