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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Loyle Carner
Stimme und Gesang
Kristian Revelle
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Loyle Carner
Komponist:in
Kristian Revelle
Komponist:in
Piero Umiliani
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kristian Revelle
Produzent:in
James Dring
Mischtechniker:in
Dick Beetham
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Rebel Kleff
Produzent:in
Songteksten
[Verse 1]
Uh, check, uh, I kind of miss my student loan
Uh, I miss sittin’ in the student home
Sharin’ stories now I simmer sippin', sorta Rome
Walkin’ like I've been talkin’ the talk but can't afford a phone
Trust, I'm all alone panickin’ to play it safe
This talk of paper chase is forcing me to stay awake
Livin' this layer cake where others will say you’re straight
Like it's the great escape, brothers doin’ better than me
I'm in a hurry, worry, what if they forget about me?
I'm just another number nothing when the cheque will bounce
See now we're movin’ for money
But there's nothin’ but debt around me
So when the rest have found me buggin' in the brain
And I'm somewhere between the struggle and the strain
[Verse 2]
They ask why every fuckin’ song the fuckin' same
And I tell them it's 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
Saying ain't nothin’ changed
[Verse 3]
Check, I'm saying ain't nothin’ changed
Trust, 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
Sayin', ain't nothin’ changed
Nah, 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
I'm saying ain't nothin' changed
Uh, uh, I'm sayin' ain't nothin’ changed
Brother, 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
Sayin', ain't nothin’ changed
Nah, 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
Trust, 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
[Verse 4]
'Cause this is for the men of the house who were far too young
See your friends are growin’ up but feel you can't do none
You're raisin’ funds for your mother and your can’t do sons
Up in the rubble raisin’ trouble, what you can’t do is run
And trust I feel it, I feel it, but can't conceal it, see
This inner city responsibility's killin’ me
I start to shiver when I think of all the shit I need
And see all my brothers burnin’ paper on that sticky greed
Pickin’ the thickest leaves stuck in a mitt
Takin’ a shit, I should have quit but couldn't fuckin’ resist
And now they sit with a lager, little luck, and a wish
But trust they still blow their mother a kiss
They're livin’ up in the bits
And slip, stagger through the puddles and the pain
Somewhere beneath the rubbles in the rain, uh
[Verse 5]
They ask why every fuckin’ song the fuckin’ same
And I tell them it's 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
Saying ain't nothin' changed
[Verse 6]
Check, I'm saying ain't nothin’ changed
Trust, 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
Sayin', ain't nothin’ changed
Nah, 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
I'm sayin' ain't nothin’ changed
Uh, uh, I'm saying ain't nothin’ changed
Brother, 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
Sayin', ain't nothin’ changed
Nah, 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
Trust, 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
[Verse 7]
Uh, I'm saying ain't nothin’ changed, uh
Uh, I'm saying ain't nothin’ changed
Ain't nothin’ changed
Trust, 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
Uh, 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
Saying ain't nothin’ changed, uh
Uh, 'cause ain't nothing changed
Ain't nothin’ changed
Saying ain't nothin’ changed, uh
Uh, 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
Trust, 'cause ain't nothin’ changed
Written by: Kristian Revelle, Loyle Carner, Piero Umiliani