Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Freya Ridings
Freya Ridings
Vocals
Phil Cook
Phil Cook
Keyboards
Ewan J Phillips
Ewan J Phillips
Background Vocals
Amy Wadge
Amy Wadge
Background Vocals
Cameron Gower Poole
Cameron Gower Poole
Performer
Jack Beddis
Jack Beddis
Drums
David Huntriss
David Huntriss
Brass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Freya Ridings
Freya Ridings
Songwriter
Phil Cook
Phil Cook
Songwriter
Ewan J Phillips
Ewan J Phillips
Songwriter
Amy Wadge
Amy Wadge
Songwriter
Arden Ridings
Arden Ridings
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Phil Cook
Phil Cook
Producer
Ewan J Phillips
Ewan J Phillips
Producer
Jay Reynolds
Jay Reynolds
Mixing Engineer
Al Lawson
Al Lawson
Engineer
Cameron Poole
Cameron Poole
Vocal Producer

Lyrics

Wither on the vine, my mother told me of your kind Seeing you tonight has done nothing to change my mind You let me go And you crushed me slow (Wither, wither, wither) Shiver down my spine, my father told me to be wise Seeing you tonight has only showed me I was blind To let you know (wither, wither, wither, wither) (Wither, wither, wither, wither) That I loved you so (wither, wither, wither, wither) (Wither on the vine) Only way you know it's over Do you wanna pull me closer? God, you let me down God, you let me down Only way you know I'm healing Do you wanna stop me leaving? God, you burn me out And I could burn this down Oh, I say wither on the vine Wither on the vine My mother told me (wither on the vine) My mother told me (wither on the vine) Bitter was the rind, but I still ate it every time Covered up the rosemary with sour clementine I couldn't grow, no-no, no You're poisoned soil, oh Only way you know it's over Do you wanna pull me closer? God, you let me down Thank God, you let me down Feel your hand on my shoulder Hear you say it's never over God, you burn me out And I could burn this down I say wither on the vine Wither on the vine My mother told me (wither on the vine) My mother told me (wither on the vine) Wither on the vine, my brother told me to be kind "Faye, he hasn't seen you've got that fire in your eye He doesn't know that your blood runs cold" (Woah, oh-ooh, oh-ooh) (Woah, oh-ooh, oh-ooh) I could burn this down I say wither on the vine Wither on the vine My mother told me (wither on the vine) My mother told me (wither on the vine) I say wither on the vine Wither on the vine Wither on the vine (Wither on the vine) And I say, wither, wither, wither, wither, wither on the vine This bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter fruit of mine And I never, never, never thought I'd make it out this time But I say wither on the vine Ooh
Writer(s): Amy Wadge, Phil Cook, Freya Ridings, Ardyn Ridings, Ewan Phillips Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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