Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Carlos O’Connell
Guitar
Conor Curley
Conor Curley
Guitar
Conor Deegan III
Conor Deegan III
Bass Guitar
Grian Chatten
Grian Chatten
Vocals
Tom Coll
Tom Coll
Drums
Emma Smith
Emma Smith
Violin
Jennymay Logan
Jennymay Logan
Violin
Laura Moody
Laura Moody
Cello
Marriane Schofield
Marriane Schofield
Double Bass
Richard Jones
Richard Jones
Viola
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carlos O’Connell
Composer
Conor Curley
Conor Curley
Composer
Conor Deegan III
Conor Deegan III
Composer
Grian Chatten
Grian Chatten
Composer
Tom Coll
Tom Coll
Composer
Freddy Wordsworth
Freddy Wordsworth
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Animesh Raval
Animesh Raval
Engineer
Anthony Cazade
Anthony Cazade
Engineer
James Ford
James Ford
Producer
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer
Samuel Borst
Samuel Borst
Engineer

Tekst Utworu

It may feel bad It may feel bad It may feel bad I wanna see you alone, I wanna sharp the stone I wanna bounce the bone, I wanna mess with it I wanna lay the deville, the whole crew on the sill I want the preacher and pill, I wanna bless with it I wanna head to a mass and get cast in it That shit's funnier than any A-class, in' it? I wanna talk with the clown who has apologies down Pay him 300 pound to take a class in it I wanna bite the phone, I wanna bleed the tone I wanna see you alone, alone, alone, lone I wanna strait the shark and find me somewhere to park Like the light when it's dark, it's dark, it's dark, dark A few stars about make it feel like peace in a way A complimentary round Constellation got a twist in it For a GPO and all the hits in it I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary (it may feel bad) I wanna talk with a gag if it's a bottle or bag I wanna strike with the SAG, I need the friends from it I want a shot in the dark, I wanna make the mark I want to live the arc, I call the ends on it I wanna take the truth without a lens on it My God given insanity, it depends on it How I feel? How I feel? How I feel? I wanna keel Over harder than a turned up challenger I wanna keep all of your charm in a canister Do you inspire like the same did Salinger? I'm the pig on the Chinese calendar I got a shadow like a .58 Caliber I wanna move like a new Salamander I love the carrion who's a real Scavenger It's moral tyranny keeping me from thee Hit me for the day For the light that you suffered To come by, take to my sky Never wanting, only wonder To live out of reach Sloping family, short to tall One to three swallow the key In their footprints I will follow I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness I'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness
Writer(s): Carlos O’connell, Conor Curley, Conor Deegan Iii, Grian Chatten, Tom Coll Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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