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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fairground Saints
Fairground Saints
Background Vocals
Mason Van Valin
Mason Van Valin
Acoustic Guitar
Elijah Edwards
Elijah Edwards
Acoustic Guitar
Greg Leisz
Greg Leisz
Pedal Steel Guitar
Matt Chamberlain
Matt Chamberlain
Drums
Megan McAllister
Megan McAllister
Vocals
Mike Finnigan
Mike Finnigan
Hammond Organ
Sebastian Steinberg
Sebastian Steinberg
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mason Van Valin
Mason Van Valin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Wilder
Matthew Wilder
Producer
Gabe Veltri
Gabe Veltri
Engineer

Στίχοι

So let's call, let's call it like it is Let's call off all the bullshit And make our little marks And let's lie We could lie a little longer We could let your fears get stronger And your tears like little sparks But I can't keep saying I love you When I know who those words belong to It'd be a lie And I ain't much for lying And I know he took my heart, still beating And nailed it to the cieling To see how high I'd climb And I know That love it's so revealing Shouldn't take so much concealing Can't you see it in my eyes But I can't keep saying I love you When I know who those words belong to It'd be a lie And I ain't much for lying Don't make it harder than any of it has to be Don't beg or barter Cause in a little while you'll see I'm just a martyr Didn't want to make it seem Like I couldn't even finish my dream* So let's call, let's call it like it is Call off all the bullshit And knock it out the park Cause I can't keep saying I love you When I know who those words belong to It'd be a lie And I ain't much for lying
Writer(s): Mason Van Valin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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