Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hugo Chakrabongse
Guitar
Ian Dench
Guitar
Catherine Marks
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johnny Flynn
Composer
Hugo Chakrabongse
Composer
Ian Dench
Composer
Amanda Ghost
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave McCracken
Producer
Amanda Ghost
Co-Producer
The Carter Administration
Executive Producer
Andros Rodriguez
Recording Engineer
Sam Giannelli
Assistant Engineer
Josh Batts
Assistant Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Christian Plata
Assistant Engineer
Erik Madrid
Assistant Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Brother let me tell ya, there's some trouble ahead.
The first moment I saw her, I knew the way to heaven's in her bed.
A quiet voice inside me, I didn't pay no mind.
A little taste of the forbidden, so sweet it made me deaf and blind.
I know who to let go, let go
I know who to let go
Caught by a jealous guy, my best friend, I can't deny.
Waiting on that old tyme (religion), old tyme religion.
Caught by a bullet this time, roll my eyes up to the sky.
Waiting on that old tyme (religion), old tyme religion.
Begging that I'll be forgiven.
I'm not an angry man, I'm just a lonely soul.
If I coulda had a million, for every little hungry heart I stole.
Motherf*cker laid me out, cold as pavement stone.
I guess he must've really love her, left me here now I'm bleeding on my own.
I know who to let go, let go
I know who to let go
Caught by a jealous guy, my best friend, I can't deny.
Waiting on that old tyme (religion), old tyme religion.
Caught by a bullet this time, roll my eyes up to the sky.
Waiting on that old tyme (religion), old tyme religion.
Begging that I'll be forgiven.
Writer(s): Leo Nocentelli, Hugo Chakrabongse, Amanda Ghost, Ian Dench, Johnny Flynn
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