Podobné skladby
Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nightly
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Hodges
Composer
Jonathan Capeci
Composer
Joseph Beretta
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nightly
Producer
David Hodges
Producer
Texty
Wait, feels like I'm walking in my sleep
Wandering again
It's late, following ghosts on these streets
There's something about it
Sharing cigarettes, whiskey on your breath
Oh, I still remember
Do you remember?
(Ooh, ooh)
I was a loaded gun
(Ooh, ooh)
You were the reckless one
So say it again, the way that you did
Back of the car, sending chills down your skin
Like when we were younger
Hey, I still like the way your name sounds
When our friends talk about you
I hate the way that it all went down
You took it the hardest
All those promises, tangled silhouettes
Feels like another lifetime
(Ooh, ooh)
I was a loaded gun
(Ooh, ooh)
You were the reckless one
So say it again, the way that you did
Back of the car, sending chills down your skin
Make me believe, if only tonight
'Til I can feel all the fire in your eyes
Like when we were younger
Like when we were younger
Mm, mm (ooh, ooh)
I was a loaded gun
Mm (ooh, ooh)
You were the reckless one
So say it again, the way that you did
Back of the car, sending chills down your skin
Like when we were younger
Writer(s): David Hodges, Joseph Beretta, Jonathan Capeci
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