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Gone
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Pop
Gone wurde am 1. Juni 2018 von RCA Records Label als Teil des Albums In Bloom veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum1. Juni 2018
LabelRCA Records Label
LanguageEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM75

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
GRANT
GRANT
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Kvint
Peter Kvint
Composer
Alma Caroline Cederlöf
Alma Caroline Cederlöf
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Peter Kvint
Peter Kvint
Producer
Henrik Edenhed
Henrik Edenhed
Mixing Engineer
Henrik Jonsson
Henrik Jonsson
Mastering Engineer
Johan T Karlsson
Johan T Karlsson
Mixing Engineer

Songtexte

I'm on the kitchen floor
Beat down and feeling sore
I blame my tears, my made-up fears
Her cool eyes are haunting me
I let down her faith in me
I lusted fights just to feel alive
I'm sorry for what I've done
A fucked mind can act so dumb
It just runs along
Though I know I do you wrong
I don't know how to act
If you never call me back
Sad core and back to black
Kicks and stoned
I don't know how to act
Just trust me, I love you bad
Whatever the vice I have
I'll make it up
I'm gone, gone out of my mi-mi-mind
I'm gone, gone out of my mi-mi-mi-mind
I wanna feel good again
Just feel like my own best friend
And trust your words when you say we're good
There's something inside of me
A restless dramatic tease
And it ends in tears because of the shame and the fear
I'm sorry for what I've done
A fucked mind can act so dumb
It just runs along
Though I know I do you wrong
I don't know how to act
If you never call me back
Sad pop and back to black
Kicks and stoned
I don't know how to act
Just trust me, I love you bad
Whatever the vice I have
I'll make it up
I'm gone, gone out of my mi-mi-mind
I'm gone, gone out of my mi-mi-mi-mind
What would I be without you?
Believe me, my baby, I love you
I'm just too high, I'm just too high
The weight of the heart is a gangster
It weathers to cause a disaster
And those who you love will move faster
Leave you high and dry
Her cool eyes are haunting me
I let down her faith in me
I lusted fights just to feel alive
I don't know how to act
If you never call me back
Sad core and back to black
Kicks and stoned
I don't know how to act
Just trust me, I love you bad
Whatever the vice I have
I'll make it up
I'm gone (gone), gone (gone) out of my mi-mi-mind
I'm gone (gone), gone (gone) out of my mi-mi-mi-mind
I'm gone (gone), gone (gone) out of my mi-mi-mind
I'm gone (gone), gone (gone) out of my mi-mi-mi-mind
Written by: Alma Caroline Cederlöf, Peter Kvint
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