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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Hedley
Hedley
Künstler:in
Jacob Hoggard
Jacob Hoggard
Stimme und Gesang
Chris Crippin
Chris Crippin
Schlagzeug
Dave Rosin
Dave Rosin
Gitarre
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Bassgitarre
Dave Genn
Dave Genn
Tasteninstrumente
Ben Kaplan
Ben Kaplan
Tasteninstrumente
Sal Ferreres
Sal Ferreres
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Gillian Mott
Gillian Mott
Geige
Joshua Belvedere
Joshua Belvedere
Geige
Bernard Kane
Bernard Kane
Bratsche
Alexandra Sia
Alexandra Sia
Cello
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jacob Hoggard
Jacob Hoggard
Komponist:in
Chris Crippin
Chris Crippin
Komponist:in
Dave Rosin
Dave Rosin
Komponist:in
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Komponist:in
Dave Genn
Dave Genn
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mike Fraser
Mike Fraser
Mischtechniker:in
Dean Maher
Dean Maher
Ingenieur:in
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Don't believe everything happiness says Nothing feels better than hiding these days We bury our fears in the drinks, in these tears For the days we believed we could fly Call up your brothers and sisters and friends We'll go back to the place where the night never ends We'll remember the fires, the burning car tires Boy, how in the hell did we get here? So why don't you meet me down behind the old school? We'll waste away the weekend with perfect regard For how cavalier we used to be that beautiful insanity The apathy's surrounding me Don't close your eyes or we'll fade away Over and over and over again We sat down for a minute, grew up into men Now we're putting out fires and changing car tires Man, how in the hell did we get here? So why don't you meet me down behind the old school? We'll waste away the weekend with perfect regard For how cavalier we used to be that beautiful insanity The apathy's surrounding me Don't close your eyes or we'll fade away this time And we'll never get back what we gave away When we still have that fire in our eyes Don't believe everything happiness says Nothings as real as our old reckless ways When we drink by the fires, the burning car tires Bad girls and good liars, the dreams we'd conspire The days we went crazy, the nights wild and hazy Man, how in the hell did we get here? So why don't you meet me down behind the old school? We'll waste away the weekend with perfect regard For how cavalier we used to be that beautiful insanity The apathy's surrounding me Don't close your eyes or we'll fade Why don't you meet me down behind the old school? We'll waste away the weekend with perfect regard For how cavalier we used to be that beautiful insanity The apathy's surrounding me Don't close your eyes or we'll fade
Writer(s): David Robert Madison Genn, Jacob William Hoggard, Thomas Walter Macdonald, Christian Robert Crippin, Dave Rosin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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