Red Cross – Ugly Smile: texty písní, hudební videa a koncerty

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Skladba Red Cross vyšla 31. března 2022 1284926 Records DK na albu Red Cross - Single

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AlbumRed Cross - Single

Datum vydání31. března 2022

Štítek1284926 Records DK

JazykEnglish

Melodičnost

Akustičnost

Valence

Tanečnost

Energie

BPM150

PŘEHLED

TEXTY

Hudební video

Hudební video

Kredity

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Chris Pilkey

Songwriter

Eric Peters

Songwriter

David Burger

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Pink Bus Productions

Pink Bus Productions

Recording Engineer

Greg Hendler

Mixing Engineer

Jesse Cannon

Mastering Engineer

Texty

Hanging onto what you say

When I'm under you're cover, you know

I kind of think I can change

From turning into somebody who likes

All the things that you hate, yeah

I just wanna become your lever

But I don't think I'm the same

Not afraid to say it

Cause you're to blame

I don't hate you anymore

But you're wrapped around my neck

I can never just leave

You alone

Born to lose it like you meant it

When you closed that door

To where you hide

Along with everything you stole, don't go

First to tell ya, last to leave

Your pulse is mine, all the time

The Red Cross

Won't take my blood, they got the point across

Cause I got dirty platelets

It's my desire for misbehaving, yeah

And all the things you see

Are twisted by time and fading memory

So promise me to change it

It's by design, I know you're faking it

But it's just an old day coming under

Did I get it right, or should I wonder

Why you always look at me the same way?

Am I not enough? I get it, ok

Cause it starts and then it's over

But when I see you dance across the floor

Covered in the way you were before

Talk about the pain that you're killing under

Pain that you're killing under

Cause I'm a fucking hypocrite, I know

Surrounded by the way you look, you know

Talk about the pain that you're killing under

Pain that you're killing under

I get lost

And never a word, a neatly-written thought

Like I have what you're craving

But can't quite hear it just the same way, yeah

And all the things you'll be

Are painting the walls with dirty memory

A cat eye on the pavement

It's my design and all my clothes don't fit

But when I see you dance across the floor

Covered in the way you were before

Talk about the pain that you're killing under

Pain that you're killing under

Cause I'm a fucking hypocrite, I know

Surrounded by the way you look, you know

Talk about the pain that you're killing under

Pain that you're killing under

Has anyone ever told you to shut the fuck up

Oh my God

I know

Written by: Chris Pilkey, David Burger, Eric Peters

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