Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
The Glorious Sons
The Glorious Sons
Künstler:in
Brett Emmons
Brett Emmons
Stimme und Gesang
Adam Paquette
Adam Paquette
Schlagzeug
Christopher Koster
Christopher Koster
Gitarre
Frederik Thaae
Frederik Thaae
Gitarre
Jay Emmons
Jay Emmons
Gitarre
Joshua Hewson
Joshua Hewson
Tasteninstrumente
Peter van Helvoort
Peter van Helvoort
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brett Emmons
Brett Emmons
Songwriter:in
Adam Paquette
Adam Paquette
Songwriter:in
Christopher Koster
Christopher Koster
Songwriter:in
Frederik Thaae
Frederik Thaae
Songwriter:in
Jay Emmons
Jay Emmons
Songwriter:in
Joshua Hewson
Joshua Hewson
Songwriter:in
Peter van Helvoort
Peter van Helvoort
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Brett Emmons
Brett Emmons
Produzent:in
Frederik Thaae
Frederik Thaae
Produzent:in
Peter van Helvoort
Peter van Helvoort
Aufnahmetechniker:in
Michael Freeman
Michael Freeman
Ingenieur:in
Steve Kirstein
Steve Kirstein
Ingenieur:in
Østen Christoffersen
Østen Christoffersen
Ingenieur:in
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Konrad Commisso
Konrad Commisso
Aufnahmetechniker:in

Lyrics

She spent the '90s living through a TV Sitting cross-legged, two feet from the screen She moves like she's in a dream Her boyfriend's eyes, a neon green She hit the century looking for some fun Like she's staring back into the barrel of a gun One blink, she's already gone Don't you fuck around and fall in love And don't ask question you don't wanna know About the lonely life of a lightning bolt, yeah Did you think you were gonna get married? Make a baby, fall asleep and get buried My mind's like a movie scene Now your Americana is losing steam You see pictures she's in Barcelona Staring through a camera like she's never known ya See the wind blowing through her hair The sky's weighing down on you, he don't care She'll tell you to stay, but she wants you to go It's the lonely life of a lightning bolt, yeah Oh, there's nothing left to say The lady always gets her way She's not yours to take Oh, there's nothing left to do Maybe she'll remember you She's not yours to take She'll tell you to stay, but she wants you to go Don't ask question you don't wanna know About the lonely life of a lightning bolt, yeah It started bad boy It's a lonely life You've got me, you've got me Lonely life of a lightning bolt, yeah
Writer(s): Gavin Brown, Paquette Adam, Chris Huot, Jay Emmons, Andrew Young, Brett Emmons Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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