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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Thomas Rhett
Thomas Rhett
Stimme und Gesang
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
E-Gitarre
Julian Bunetta
Julian Bunetta
Programmierung
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Programmierung
David Huff
David Huff
Programmierung
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Akustische Gitarre
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
E-Gitarre
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Stahlgitarre
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bassgitarre
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Klavier
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Schlagzeug
Teddy Swims
Teddy Swims
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Thomas Rhett
Thomas Rhett
Songwriter:in
Julian Bunetta
Julian Bunetta
Songwriter:in
Jaten Dimsdale
Jaten Dimsdale
Songwriter:in
Josh Thompson
Josh Thompson
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Produzent:in
Julian Bunetta
Julian Bunetta
Produzent:in
Buckley Miller
Buckley Miller
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Sean Badum
Sean Badum
Ingenieurassistent:in
Jeff Gunnell
Jeff Gunnell
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Mark Zellmer
Mark Zellmer
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mischtechniker:in
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
David Huff
David Huff
Schnitttechniker:in
Chris Small
Chris Small
Schnitttechniker:in
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Mike "Frog" Griffith
Mike "Frog" Griffith
Studiopersonal

Songteksten

I don't talk to God like you always tell me I should
I don't live my life every day like you prayed that I would
Yeah, I'm a mess of a man with lessons to learn
You're the last thing on earth I deserve
You shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock, and said adios
To my selfish heart, tore it apart, and left me alone
Don't know why you were patient and wasted good savin' on me
Maybe angels don't always have wings
I ain't that type of guy that miracles wake up next to
For too long, I didn't know what I had but, dang, these days I do
If I make it to Heaven, it'll be by a hair
But one look at you and I'm there
You shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock, and said adios
To my selfish heart, tore it apart, and left me alone
Don't know why you were patient and wasted good savin' on me
Maybe angels don't always have
Wings and halos
But hey, what do I know?
'Cause I dang near drug one through hell
But you shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock, and said adios
To my selfish heart, tore it apart, and left me alone
Don't know why you were patient and wasted good savin' on me
Oh, now I believe
That maybe angels don't always have wings
Oh
They don't always have wings
Written by: Jaten Dimsdale, Josh Thompson, Julian Bunetta, Thomas Rhett
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