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Black Country, New Road - 'Basketball Shoes' (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Basil Tierney
Basil Tierney
Drums
Basil Tierney
Basil Tierney
Drums
Charlie Wayne
Charlie Wayne
Drums
Georgia Ellery
Georgia Ellery
Violin
Isaac Wood
Isaac Wood
Guitar
Lewis Evans
Lewis Evans
Alto Saxophone
Luke Mark
Luke Mark
Guitar
May Kershaw
May Kershaw
Piano
Tyler Hyde
Tyler Hyde
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charlie Wayne
Charlie Wayne
Songwriter
Isaac Wood
Isaac Wood
Songwriter
Georgia Ellery
Georgia Ellery
Songwriter
Lewis Evans
Lewis Evans
Songwriter
Luke Mark
Luke Mark
Songwriter
May Kershaw
May Kershaw
Songwriter
Tyler Hyde
Tyler Hyde
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sergio Maschetzko
Sergio Maschetzko
Producer
David Granshaw
David Granshaw
Mixing Engineer
Christian Wright
Christian Wright
Mastering Engineer
Tomas Moreno
Tomas Moreno
Additional Engineer

Lyrics

Concorde flies in my room Tears the house to shreds Defines the night as such A home for us, stick insects And leaves no trace of luck At every market town that we intersect I die like 15 times The dark blue stem brings me to their breasts And I'm feeling kinda normal with a packed lunch Train rides don't hurt much these days And we're all working on ourselves And we're praying that the rest don't mind How much we've changed So if you see me looking strange with a fresh style I'm still not feeling that great And then his in soft focus all around you You can't see the football game On my dad's sofa, we are still And we never look at our phones anymore Oh, I can't think of anything better Pick a hair off my sweater And drown in me Like boyfriend jeans Oh, I haven't felt this way in, like, ever I am the convo, you are the weather And the clamp is a cracked smile cheek And it tortures me And I haven't felt this way in, like, ever I am the convo, you are the weather And the clamp is a cracked smile cheek And it tortures me In my bed sheets now wet Of Charlie, I pray to forget All I've been forms the drone We sing the rest Oh, your generous loan to me Your crippling interest In my bed sheets now wet Of Charlie, I pray to forget All I've been forms the drone We sing the rest Oh, your generous loan to me Your crippling interest Oh, in my bed sheets now wet Of Charlie, I pray to forget All I've been forms the drone We sing the rest Oh, your generous loan to me Your crippling interest
Writer(s): Lewis David Evans, Isaac George Wood, Georgia Elizabeth Ellery, Tyler Eva Beatrice Hyde, May Kershaw, Luke Jay Mark, Charlie Somerset Pailthorp Wayne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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