Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Flo Rida
Voix principales
Candice Boyd
Chœurs
The Futuristics
Programmation
Brenda Russell
Artiste samplé
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Mike Caren
Paroles/Composition
Joe Khajadourian
Paroles/Composition
Raphaël Judrin
Paroles/Composition
Scott Cutler
Paroles/Composition
Tramar Dillard
Paroles/Composition
Alex Schwartz
Paroles/Composition
Brenda Russell
Paroles/Composition
Jeff Hull
Paroles/Composition
Pierre-Antoine Melki
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Chris Galland
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Delbert Bowers
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Juan P Negrete
Ingénierie de prise de son
Tyler Acord
Ingénierie de prise de son
The Futuristics
Production
Chris Gehringer
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Manny Marroquin
Ingénierie de mixage
Maarten Hoogstraten
Co‑production
Nius
Production
Paul Baumer
Co‑production
soFLY
Production
Paroles
I know, caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go
Know you wanna get behind the wheel but only one rider
Eyes shut, still got me swimming like a diver
Can't let go, I got fans in Okinawa
My heart to Japan, quake losers and survivors
Norway, no, you didn't get my flowers
No way to say it better, but the killer was a coward
Face just showers, the minute in a hour
Heard about the news, whole day went sour
Bitter moments feeling like a lemon-head
Put you in a box just as poisonous as cigarettes
Give 'em my regards, but regardless I get arrested
Ain't worried 'bout the killers, just the young and restless
Get mad 'cause a quarter million on my necklace
DUI, never said I was driving reckless
You and I know that jealously is not impressive
Oh, no, I can't stop, I was destined
I know, caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go, go, go, go
I know, caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go
Champange buckets still got two tears in it
And I put that on my tattoo of Jimi Hendrix
Get the pressed leather outfit, all in it
'Cause the press tell it all, get a meal ticket
Clean next, get in the car, just a little visit
Sacrifice just to make a hit still vivid
Reality, see when you're blessed, just kill critics
Bugatti never meant I'm rich, just God-fearing
Look at me steerin', got the blogs starin'
Got a good feelin', thanks to Mike Caren
Tell his Billie Jeans, I'm on another planet
Thank E-Class, Big Chuck or Lee Prince Perries
Buy my momma chandeliers, I'm in tears, damnit
30 years you'd have thought these emotions vanish
Tryna live, tryna figure how your sister vanish
No cheers, I know you wouldn't panic
I know, caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go, go, go, go
I know, caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go
When I need a healing, I just look up to the ceiling
I see the sun coming down, I know it's all better now
When I need a healing, I just look up to the ceiling
I see the sun coming down, I know it's all better now
When I need a healing, I just look up to the ceiling
I see the sun coming down, I know it's all better now
When I need a healing, I just look up to the ceiling
I see the sun coming down, I know it's all better now
I know, I know, I know, I know
I, I, I, I, I think of letting go, go, go, go
I know, caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go
I know, caught up in the middle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry, just a little when I think of letting go
Writer(s): Alex Schwartz, Joe Khajadourian, Raphael David Judrin, Mike Caren, Tramar Dillard, Scott Cutler, Jeffrey Hull, Brenda Gordon Russell, Pierre-antoine Melkin
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