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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Camille Trczinski
Camille Trczinski
Background Vocals
Daron Lameek
Daron Lameek
Background Vocals
Melissa McMillan
Melissa McMillan
Background Vocals
NY.LO.
NY.LO.
Additional Vocals
Samira Gibson
Samira Gibson
Background Vocals
Sheldon-Ray Murray
Sheldon-Ray Murray
Background Vocals
Travis Mendes
Travis Mendes
Background Vocals
Raul Cubina
Raul Cubina
Programming
Jon Bellion
Jon Bellion
Vocals
Mark "Oji" Williams
Mark "Oji" Williams
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jon Bellion
Jon Bellion
Songwriter
Travis Mendes
Travis Mendes
Songwriter
Raul Cubina
Raul Cubina
Songwriter
Mark "Oji" Williams
Mark "Oji" Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Mixing Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
NY.LO.
NY.LO.
Recording Engineer
Ben Dotson
Ben Dotson
Editing Engineer
John Arbuckle
John Arbuckle
Recording Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Raul Cubina
Raul Cubina
Recording Engineer
Jon Bellion
Jon Bellion
Producer
Mark "Oji" Williams
Mark "Oji" Williams
Producer

Songtexte

A song a day for six years Seems like light years away from today (Hey, hey, hey) Too many coincidences and instances Of God's hand, it's insane (Hey, hey, hey) I thought my way to greatness I could claim this, but He gave me the brain (Hey, hey, hey) You know what I'm saying? And those thoughts can get confusing, it's amusing But tonight, we celebrate (hey, hey, hey) Lay me down, put me out Call me home, let me know I'm ready to go 'Cause I was down, now I've flown Oh, what's reality lately? Remember dreams seemed far away? Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece And I don't mean John Travolta And I don't mean John Travolta, yeah And I don't mean John Travolta Dancing under sunset, in the mountains Just reflecting for the day (hey, hey, hey) I've seen this in my head a million times But to see it come to life is just insane (hey, hey, hey) Champagne and orange juice Mimosas were Pulp Fiction in the way That all can get confusing, it's amusing, but tonight (Celebrate!) Lay me down, put me out Call me home, let me know I'm ready to go 'Cause I was down, now I've flown Oh, what's reality lately? (Oh) Remember dreams seemed far away? Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece And I don't mean John Travolta Remember dreams seemed far away? Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece And I don't mean John Travolta Put me out Call me home, let me know I'm ready to go (oh!) 'Cause I was down, now I've flown Oh, what's reality lately? Remember dreams seemed far away? Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece And I don't mean John Travolta Remember dreams seemed far away? Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece And I don't mean John Travolta (Far away, Hardaway) (Holiday, don't mean John Travolta) (Far away, Hardaway) (Holiday, don't mean John Travolta) Lay me down, put me out (far away) Call me home (far away, Hardaway) (Don't mean John Travolta) (Don't mean John Travolta) Call me home I'm ready to go
Writer(s): Mark Williams, Travis Franklyn Mendes, Jonathan David Bellion, Raul Ignacio Cubina Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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