Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jamie T
Jamie T
Vocals
Hugo White
Hugo White
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamie T
Jamie T
Composer
Hugo White
Hugo White
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jamie T
Jamie T
Producer
Hugo White
Hugo White
Producer
Camden Clarke
Camden Clarke
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Cenzo Townshend
Cenzo Townshend
Mixing Engineer
Jan Ashwell
Jan Ashwell
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Robert Sellens
Robert Sellens
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jag Jago
Jag Jago
Engineer
John Davis
John Davis
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Selling gold years ago It's written on the backdrop Any time you take a tumble Kicking from the mascot Passed up masochist for cocaine Jacked up, stealing the cold harbor blame Like I don't feel the same Like I don't feel the same anymore (anymore) Steal the wheel Catching feels Looking like I'm tanked up Any time you see me be a has-been, I'm a has but The only prime time is the one in my brain Jacked up taking the white heart again Like I don't feel the shame Like I don't feel the pain anymore Between the love and the hate Watch you pull me apart Well, I tried to stop I swear my dear, I press restart Well, this time I fear To hold you close Won't go too far Between the rocks and the hard places Still find answers to uninvited guests Uninspired gab but you're giving it your best Kinda hard to find the real in a room of plagiarists Everything I write, I feel another vibe ripped Bleeps skipped, repackaged and shipped Polished shit is still shit nonetheless (get it?) When you want it, when you got it, when you need (anymore) When the only one you loved has disappeared from your feed But there's no telling what the tide will bring No selling me that shit, you bet your life on it I been in and out the past Since before she went blast And before they turned around and sold her plaques for it Yeah No kidding, what a way to make a living Revolving in a door that will never stop spinning And it's cynics, critics and half-cut mimics Tickets and bigots They're thick as thieves for the winning And it's Between the love and the hate Watch you pull me apart Well, I tried to stop I swear my dear I press restart Well, this time I fear To hold you close And we'll go too far Between the rocks and the hard places But still I keep writing with obsession Only look away for a second 'cause I Worry I will miss you looking back And the memories will fade If the pages are not written And that's how I know I'm no different And that's how I know I haven't changed And that's how a couple thousand records (thank you very much) Can turn platinum in a couple days (cheers) 'Cause I'm still in that very moment (that very moment) (in that very moment) I'm just a thousand miles away (between the rocks) Too caught up to be broken And too let down to be played (between the rocks) And I said thank you for that moment And I will thank you one day (and the hard places) Yeah, I'm a thank you for that moment Between the rock and the hard place Between the love and the hate Watch you pull me apart Well, I tried to stop I swear my dear, I press restart Well, this time I fear To hold you close And we go too far Between the rocks and the hard places Between the love and the hate Watch you pull me apart Well, I try to stop I swear my dear, I press restart Well, this time I fear To hold you close And we go too far Between the rocks and the hard places
Writer(s): Hugo White, Jamie Alexander Treays Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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