Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Castells
Castells
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rob Castelino
Rob Castelino
Composer
Connor Crooks
Connor Crooks
Composer
Matt Chittenden
Matt Chittenden
Composer
Marc Smith
Marc Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Cramer
Sam Cramer
Producer
Sophie Ackroyd
Sophie Ackroyd
Producer
Rob Castelino
Rob Castelino
Assistant Producer

Texty

If I come around
Would you knock me down
And tell me stand up straight
You say we’re enough
Then I’ll call your bluff
You’re throwing the dirt in our face
If we’re all in the same boat
Would you walk in my shoes
I doubt it I expect nothing more from you
If you feed it, we’re gunna taste it,
Feed it, we’re gunna taste it
They watch us bite the dust
And we’re on our knees
As they’re laughing at us
For their priority
If you feed it, we’re gunna taste it,
Feed it, we’re gunna taste it,
We’re gunna taste it.
Yeah it’s the voice of young
You know you can’t speak for us
We’ve finished biting our tongue
Cos we’re tired of it bleeding
Oooh, oooh
Yeah you know you can’t speak for us
Oooh, oooh
Cos we’re tired of it bleeding
This fire burns inside my chest I wanna let it out
You’re a fool to think that you can silence us now
We’re gunna taste it.
Yeah it’s the voice of young
You know you can’t speak for us
We’ve finished biting our tongue
Cos we’re tired of it bleeding
Oooh, oooh
Yeah you know you can’t speak for us
Oooh, oooh
Cos we’re tired of it bleeding
Written by: Connor Crooks, Marc Smith, Matt Chittenden, Rob Castelino
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