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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Lewis Capaldi
Lewis Capaldi
Gitarre
Vern Asbury
Vern Asbury
Gitarre
Leo Abrahams
Leo Abrahams
Gitarre
Michael Pollack
Michael Pollack
Klavier
John Garrison
John Garrison
Bassgitarre
Freddy Sheed
Freddy Sheed
Schlagzeug
Tom Barnes
Tom Barnes
Schlagzeug
Jonathan Gilmore
Jonathan Gilmore
Programmierung
Ben Kohn
Ben Kohn
Synthesizer
Nick Atkinson
Nick Atkinson
Begleitgesang
Plested
Plested
Gitarre
The LJ Singers
The LJ Singers
Chor
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Lewis Capaldi
Lewis Capaldi
Songwriter:in
Michael Pollack
Michael Pollack
Songwriter:in
Peter Kelleher
Peter Kelleher
Songwriter:in
Ben Kohn
Ben Kohn
Songwriter:in
Phil Plested
Phil Plested
Songwriter:in
Tom Barnes
Tom Barnes
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Lewis Capaldi
Lewis Capaldi
Produzent:in
Chris Bishop
Chris Bishop
Tontechniker:in für Gesangsaufnahmen
Matt Wolach
Matt Wolach
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Jonathan Gilmore
Jonathan Gilmore
Ingenieur:in
Mark Stent
Mark Stent
Mischtechniker:in
TMS
TMS
Produzent:in

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Days ache and nights are long Two years and still, you're not gone Guess I'm still holdin' on Drag my name through the dirt Somehow, it doesn't hurt, though Guess you're still holdin' on You told your friends you want me dead And said that I did everythin' wrong And you're not wrong Well, I'll take all the vitriol But not the thought of you movin' on 'Cause I'm not ready To find out you know how to forget me I'd rather hear how much you regret me And pray to God that you never met me Than forget me Oh, I hate to know I made you cry But love to know I cross your mind, babe, oh, I- Even after all, it'd still wreck me To find out you'd know how to forget me Even after all this time Days ache and nights are grey My heart is still your place, babe Guess I still feel the same Know you can't stand my face Some scars you can't erase, babe Guess you still feel the same Well, I'll take all the vitriol But not the thought of you movin' on 'Cause I'm not ready To find out you know how to forget me I'd rather hear how much you regret me And pray to God that you never met me Than forget me Oh, I hate to know I made you cry But love to know I cross your mind, babe, oh, I- Even after all, it'd still wreck me To find out you'd know how to forget me Even after all this time I'm not ready to let you forget me To let you forget me, to let you for-, oh I'm not ready to let you forget me To let you forget me, to let you for-, oh (even after all this time) I'm not ready to let you forget me To let you forget me, to let you for-, oh I'm not ready to let you forget me To let you forget me, to let you for-, oh 'Cause I'm not ready (I'm not ready to let you forget me) To find out you know how to forget me I'd rather hear how much you regret me And pray to God that you never met me Than forget me Oh, I hate to know I made you cry But love to know I cross your mind, babe, oh, I- Even after all, it'd still wreck me To find out you'd know how to forget me Even after all this time
Writer(s): Peter Norman Cullen Kelleher, Benjamin Alexander Kohn, Tom Barnes, Michael Pollack, Philp John Plested, Lewis Marc Capaldi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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