Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Do Nothing
Künstler:in
Andrew Harrison
Schlagzeug
Charlie Howarth
Bassgitarre
Chris Bailey
Leadgesang
Kasper Sandstrøm
E-Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Chris Bailey
Songwriter:in
Kasper Sandstrøm
Songwriter:in
Andrew Harrison
Songwriter:in
Charlie Howarth
Songwriter:in
Songteksten
We worked for a long time
Now we are coming home
With our dicks in our hands
I am speaking
In another language
So that you don’t understand
You’ll sneak around it
Or try and make it easy
You’ll try and say you
Knew it all along
It was so hard
To open up my mouth
Please don’t
Undermine my resolve
I slipped out
And as soon as
I got into the street
I wished that I’d stayed
And my phone
Didn’t recognise my fingers
Cause something critical had changed
I remember drinking with my friends
I remember nearly drowning in the bath
Some people dress up
And go and find the future
Others just drool over the past
I’ll check it over one more time
Before i turn it into birdseed
Wriggle out and leave behind a shell
For someone else to use
We worked for a long time
Now we are coming home
With our dicks in our hands
You’re just staring
At the air above me
Like something’s coming in to land
I’ll check it over one more time
Before i turn it into birdseed
Wriggle out and leave behind a shell
For someone else to use
Double vision
Sick and tired
What is it really?
Why is it always
A moving target
In and out
It should be easy
Maybe you don’t belong
Written by: Andrew Harrison, Charlie Howarth, Chris Bailey, Kasper Sandstrøm