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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Night Game
The Night Game
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin Johnson
Martin Johnson
Composer
Ryland Blackinton
Ryland Blackinton
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Martin Johnson
Martin Johnson
Producer
Ryland Blackinton
Ryland Blackinton
Producer
Brandon Paddock
Brandon Paddock
Producer

Lyrics

It's been a long day Walking sideways You're out of your league Blood on your white shoes Them boys are bad news That side of the street You can find the needle in the hay But never learned to walk If you finally run out of gas or you just want to talk I've been where you've been And thick skin still bleeds when it hits the sidewalk And if you're ever in trouble I'll be your one phone call When you come out of the darkness I'm here to break your fall Ooh and I know it well 'Cause I might've been there once or twice before In the black of night I hope you find my front door And through it all If you're ever in trouble I'll be your one phone call Back in the old days, the cold days The salt in the straw I was up to no good Out on the hardwood The lock in the jaw I could trip over my two left feet better than anyone And I know you think you're alone and up against the gun I've been where you've been And thick skin still bleeds You're not the only one And if you're ever in trouble I'll be your one phone call When you come out of the darkness I'm here the break your fall Ooh and I know it well 'Cause I might've been there once or twice before In the black of night I hope you find my front door And through it all If you're ever in trouble I'll be your one phone call It's been a long day Walking sideways I'll be your one phone call Blood on your white shoes Them boys are bad news I'll be your one phone call You can find a needle in the hay but never learned to walk I'll be your one phone call If you finally run out gas Or you just want to talk Let's talk I'll be your one phone call If you're ever in trouble I'll be your one phone call When you come out of the darkness I'm here to break your fall Ooh and I know it well 'Cause I might've been there once or twice before In the black of night I hope you find my front door And through it all If you're ever in trouble I'll be your one phone call I'll be your one phone call
Writer(s): Ryland Blackinton, Martin Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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