Weekends – Freya Ridings: Songtexte, Musikvideos & Konzerte

Weekends

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Weekends wurde am 28. April 2023 von Good Soldier Records als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtBlood Orange

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SONG-INFO

SONGTEXTE

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Freya Ridings

Vocals

Chris Laws

Programming

Tim Laws

Guitar

Everton Nelson

Violin

Alison Dods

Violin

Richard George

Violin

Ian Humphries

Violin

Magnus Johnston

Magnus Johnston

Violin

Natalie Bonner

Violin

Steve Mac

Keyboards

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Freya Ridings

Songwriter

Steve Mac

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Serban Ghenea

Mixing Engineer

Chris Laws

Engineer

Bryce Bordone

Assistant Mixing Engineer

Chris Gehringer

Chris Gehringer

Mastering Engineer

Al Lawson

Engineer

Daniel Pursey

Engineer

Steve Mac

Producer

Songtexte

I don’t really have friends, don’t go out on weekends

I don’t have a lover left to hold

Friday night I’m alone, sat at the piano

Thinking 'bout the ex I shouldn’t call

You say, now I see

You busy out and living the wildest of dreams

With new friends, new cities

But now inside my heart wants to scream

Where's the love that I knew we ignited?

Darkness in me and I learned how to hide it

Made you believe that I’m happier like this

No, no

I don’t really have friends, don’t go out on weekends

I don’t have a lover left to hold

Friday night I’m alone, sat at the piano

Thinking 'bout the ex I shouldn’t call

I'm sipping on storms in teacups

Thinking I’m drunk in some pub with people that I hardly know

When I’m so fucking lonely

No one really knows me

You are still a heart I want to hold

You turn, say to me

You're happy and you’re actually seeing somebody

And you’re both so proud of me

But now inside my heart starts to scream

Where is the love that I know we ignited?

Fire in me, and I learned how to light it

Made you believe I was happier like this

No, no

I don’t really have friends, don’t go out on weekends

I don’t have a lover left to hold

Friday night I’m alone, sat at the piano

Thinking 'bout the ex I shouldn’t call

I'm sipping on storms in teacups

Thinking I’m drunk in some pub with people that I hardly know

When I’m so fucking lonely

No one really knows me

You are still a heart I want to hold

We had a love that never died

You were my world and on my side

From bright as day to dark as night

You look at me and ask me why

I don’t really have friends, don’t go out on weekends

I don’t have a lover left to hold

Friday night I’m alone, sat at the piano

Thinking 'bout the love we used to know

Sipping on storms in teacups

Thinking I’m drunk in some pub with people that I hardly know

When I’m so fucking lonely

No one really knows me

You are still a heart I want

Heart I want to hold

Written by: Freya Ridings, Steve Mac

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