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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
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Künstler:in
Jacquire King
Jacquire King
Programmierung
Jimmy Rainsford
Jimmy Rainsford
Schlagzeug
Cliff Deane
Cliff Deane
Bass
Eric Darken
Eric Darken
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Ryan Hennessy
Ryan Hennessy
Stimme und Gesang
Owen Cardiff
Owen Cardiff
E-Gitarre
Spencer Thomson
Spencer Thomson
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ryan Hennessy
Ryan Hennessy
Songwriter:in
James Rainsford
James Rainsford
Songwriter:in
Jacquire King
Jacquire King
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jacquire King
Jacquire King
Produzent:in
Jimmy Rainsford
Jimmy Rainsford
Produzent:in
Lowell Reynolds
Lowell Reynolds
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Danny Pellegrini
Danny Pellegrini
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Jason Mott
Jason Mott
Ingenieurassistent:in
Kolton Lee
Kolton Lee
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Sean Badum
Sean Badum
Ingenieurassistent:in
Michael Brauer
Michael Brauer
Mischtechniker:in
Steve Vealey
Steve Vealey
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

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Take my hand And we can go walking And we can talk about Whatever is on your mind Be my friend But secretly like me I wanna catch you staring And make you you go all red I love the way your hair falls in the summer I'll treat you like your father treats your mother And I'm kinda scared of your older brother Oh yeah You're all that I'm needing You're all that I'm feeling And I'll be the one thats kicking and screaming When you have to go every evening Oh yeah Your feet in the sand And mine in the water We can explore these hills if thats what you want to do You know I can't stand when it gets cold in the evenings And I'm standing there freezing But my clothes look so good on you You play with my hair like theres no other And I'm no longer scared of your older brother He said "We're cool man, I know you love her" Oh yeah I'll get you in loads of trouble Give you love on the double We can get drunk and Our words can get muddled No cigarette smoke will burst our little bubble Oh no Take my hand And we can go walking And we can talk about whatever is on your mind You play with my hair like theres no other I'll treat you like your father treats your mother And I'm no longer scared of your older brother Oh no And I'm no longer scared of your older brother You're all that I needed You're all that I'm feeling And I'll be the one whos kicking and screaming When you have to go home Every evening Oh yeah I'll get you in loads of trouble Give you love on the double We can get drunk and Our words can get muddled No cigarette smoke will burst our little bubble Oh no Oh no Oh no Take my hand And we can go walking And we can talk about whatever is on your mind
Writer(s): James Joseph Rainsford, Ryan Martin Hennessy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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