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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
James Morrison
James Morrison
Stimme und Gesang
Martin Terefe
Martin Terefe
Gitarre
Eg White
Eg White
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Sven Lindvall
Sven Lindvall
Bassgitarre
Martin "Blacknuss" Jonsson
Martin "Blacknuss" Jonsson
Schlagzeug
Nikolaj Torp
Nikolaj Torp
Hammondorgel
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
James Morrison
James Morrison
Komponist:in
Eg White
Eg White
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Martin Terefe
Martin Terefe
Produzent:in
George Tanderø
George Tanderø
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Ian Hill
Ian Hill
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Michael Brauer
Michael Brauer
Mischtechniker:in
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

I'm done, shoot your gun I think it's time to take it back to where we started from Your pain, my pain I write it down and tell you exactly how I feel again And all I see is a mass of confusion of who I am and what I gotta be Closed eyes, big lines I get so tempted just to let it ride sometimes Looks good, tastes bad Makes me wonder where I buried all the dreams I had And all I see is a less-good version Of a man I don't want to be All I feel is you tying me down To something that just isn't real And all I need is some truth, God help me Before the devil buries me I can't do nothing if I can't do something my way Well I must be crazy if I follow every word you say When the shit comes down you'll be the first to walk away Call the police, cause I've lost control and I really want to see you bleed I'm awake, why wait I don't need someone to tell me who to be today Quite sure, unlike before Came off the road and I forgot what I was looking for And all I see is a less-good version Of a man I don't want to be All I feel is you tying me down To something that just isn't real And all I need is some truth, God help me Before the devil buries me I can't do nothing if I can't do something my way Well I must be crazy if I follow every word you say When the shit comes down you'll be the first to walk away Call the police, cause I've lost control and I really want to see you bleed Can't just hack at me, you know You might just have to let me go Closed in, I need some room to grow You don't know what you think you know Hiding behind your pop machine So you can break someone else's dream Call the police cause I've lost control and I really want to see you bleed I can't do nothing if I can't do something my way I must be crazy if I follow every word you say When the shit comes down you'll be the first to walk away Call the police cause I've lost control and I really want to see you bleed All I feel is you tying me down To something that just isn't real And all I need is some truth, God help me Before the devil buries me
Writer(s): Francis Eg White, James Morrison Catchpole Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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