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INTERPRÉTATION
White Reaper
Interprète
Anthony Esposito
Chant
Hunter Thompson
Guitare
nicholas wilkerson
Batterie
Ryan Hater
Claviers
Samuel Wilkerson
Basse
Nick Wilkerson
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Anthony Esposito
Paroles/Composition
Hunter Thompson
Paroles/Composition
nicholas wilkerson
Paroles/Composition
Ryan Hater
Paroles/Composition
Samuel Wilkerson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Chris Taylor
Assistance d’ingénierie
Jimmy Mansfield
Assistance d’ingénierie
Jason Hall
Ingénierie
Joe LaPorta
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Jay Joyce
Production
Court Blankenship
Production
Paroles
I wrote the letter in blood red ink to paint the picture
I was trying to get done with the deep
You get what you give and you give nothing less
So I rode to the city, I'm waiting on the bus to come and take us
So I guess it doesn't matter how you take it
Take it, yeah
Wait a real long time, real long time, real long time
But not forever
Wait a real long time, real long time, real long time
Well, I was sitting on a park bench out in the heat
Couldn't get myself to even look away from my feet
Thinking the story's complete
To get two heads, we'll rock to autumn
Get two eyes, both dark and gleaming
Here's the thing, I think the whole time I was dreaming
Wait a real long time, real long time, real long time
But not forever
Wait a real long time, real long time, real long time
Take it in your stride, take it in your stride, you don't have to cry
Take it in your stride and you won't have to hide away
Wait a real long time, real long time, real long time
I still think we're all okay
How come what you want and what you get
Always seem to be two different things?
Wait a real long time, real long time, real long time
Not forever
Wait a real long time, real long time, real long time
Writer(s): Samuel Wilkerson, Nicholas Wilkerson, Anthony Esposito, Ryan Hater, Hunter Thompson
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