Podobné skladby
Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joana Serrat
Lead Vocals
Joey McClellan
Electric Guitar
McKenzy Smith
Drums
Jessy Chandler
Glockenspiel
Aaron McClellan
Bass Guitar
Toni Serrat
Hand Claps
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joana Serrat
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ted Young
Producer
Joey McClellan
Producer
McKenzy Smith
Producer
Texty
Tired of wandering on my own
I get so erratic spending too many nights alone
I can't ignore what I saw
Unfolded horizons embracing this orphan soul
Demons come at dark to take me down
Hotel rooms are so cold when there's no one to hold
Serve me one more round and I'll be fine
Ready to pass out in this killing trap
I wanted to believe that love could cure me
Speaking directly to my tangled spirit
But I am no one to heal
I'm a shivery broken wheel
Demons come at dark to take me down
Hotel rooms are so cold when there's no one to hold
Serve me one more round and I'll be fine
Ready to pass out in this killing trap
I wanted to believe that love could cure me
Speaking directly to my tangled spirit
But I am no one to heal
I'm a shivery broken wheel
Demons come at dark
Hotel rooms are so cold
Demons come at dark
Hotel rooms are so cold
Writer(s): Joana Serrat I Tarre
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