Music Video

Both Sides Of A Smile
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave
Dave
Vocals
James Blake
James Blake
Vocals
ShaSimone
ShaSimone
Vocals
Nathan Tettey
Nathan Tettey
Speaker
Tobie Tripp
Tobie Tripp
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Blake
James Blake
Songwriter
David Orobosa Omoregie
David Orobosa Omoregie
Songwriter
Dominic Maker
Dominic Maker
Songwriter
Kyle Evans
Kyle Evans
Songwriter
Tobie Tripp
Tobie Tripp
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Blake
James Blake
Producer
Dom Maker
Dom Maker
Producer
Leandro "Dro" Hidalgo
Leandro "Dro" Hidalgo
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Kyle Evans
Kyle Evans
Producer

Lyrics

And then, the finer details, who's your Juliet? What's the dynamic in the situation between the two leads? You know, I guess we're all just We're all just, like, looking for a happy ending somewhere Hey, it's okay (it's okay) I don't care if no one knows my name Pain, it's all the same (all the same) Even if you think it's all in vain 'Cause I am turning hurt Into rose, into rose, into rose, oh-oh Into rose, into rose, into rose How could we let it slide? Hmm, mm-mm-mm Looking back at our lives The future's just a lie We'll be there, you and I Hmm, mm-mm-mm On both sides of a smile Yeah You keep the bread all to yourself and you get mold from it You give a good girl a rose and you get gold from it Have a child with a rat and you'll get a mouse from it You give a woman a brick and you'll get a house from it The first time splittin' up always the hardest thing Love's a film and I'm just flickin' through the parts I'm in I told her, "I don't wanna argue in this car I'm in" And that's when she hit me with a "Well, I don't get why you would tell me you want me to be your wifey When you wanna be Romeo, have me here for the rodeo I don't believe you when you gas me up and hype me 'Cause you're lusting and these women you're fucking look nothing like me, David You find asylum in the countries that you fly me And carry all of your guilt in designers bags that you buy me, David I ain't askin' you to be someone you wasn't" I just wanna fuck with the person I fell in love with, but uh Petite waist, sweet face, I'll find another man You must have forgotten who the fuck I am There's plenty niggas waitin' for chances Ask me if I'm taken, I say, "Taken for granted" But you know this already 'Cause we've spoken already Want me to wait 'cause you ain't ready Now we're both in our 20s I'd date a man before I wait for a man, this ends here 'Cause I'll be damned if I give a fucking loser my best years Got my own car, own money and my own body If I show body, this for me, this ain't for nobody I'ma change the lock on the door, think I'm a homebody? You won't have a house to fucking live in 'Cause you taught me you don't listen There's a difference in mistakes and in decisions, David The first time was the worst time It didn't hurt like the second or the third time She put her life on pause 'Cause I am turning hurt Into rose, into rose, into rose, oh-oh Into rose, into rose, into rose How could we let it slide? Hmm, mm-mm-mm Looking back at our lives The future's just a lie We'll be there, you and I Hmm, mm-mm-mm On both sides of a smile Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Yeah I just came to the area I grew up in They can't even see the car but from the engine, they know it's me From no fixed abode to the coast of Greece I'm most at home in the places I ain't supposed to be I grew up seeing mommy count pennies Tryna buy a train ticket, but forget sayin' "Woe is me" Now I'm in L.A. with the open sea They both feel like things I wasn't supposed to see Used to be my post, we was close Now we argue to the rhythm of a broken beat To the beat of a broken heart Napoleon Bonaparte meets Joan of Arc We're both fightin' the sea, this is Noah's ark We're lovers with a broken past, grow apart Most things that last have the slowest start A lotta pain and a lotta tears The only reason that I lie, it's 'cause of what I fear My girl knows that I'm a fan of charity But there's some information I ain't never gonna volunteer I wish that I could pay for my sins with a lump sum Restore her belief in me with a trust fund The money can't buy nothing when the love's done I used to cheat with Americans for a living I felt nervous every time I got a call from a plus one It takes years to build when you love one Two and half minutes and it's undone Bought my girl a Birkin and she told me that these bitches can't chat to her I'm tellin' her that they never could You know you love her when you're doin' shit you never would Come up off the drugs and bank scams How the fuck you think I got the name Santan? Run up on me and get a skin tan Only when you're gone, they feel your impact 19, I had dreams of a wedding ring So focused on running our race You can ask James Blake, I ain't see the colour in anything And then the world got darker than it's ever been Real estate, I buss a smile International, that's how I'm comin' now Mortgage on the yard like 22 hundred But the rent's got it covered by a country mile Feels like my luck's been runnin' out It feels like my luck's been runnin' out Feels like my luck's been runnin' out It feels like my luck's been runnin' out Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm It feels like my luck's been runnin' out Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm It feels like my luck's been runnin' out Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm It feels like my luck's been runnin' out (It feels like my luck's-) It feels like my luck's been runnin' out Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Writer(s): David Orobosa Omoregie, James Blake Litherland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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