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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike Rosenberg
Mike Rosenberg
Vocals
Matthew Keegan
Matthew Keegan
Saxophone
Alex Boneham
Alex Boneham
Bass
Andrew Dale
Andrew Dale
Background Vocals
Cameron Undy
Cameron Undy
Bass
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Pedal Steel Guitar
Georgia Mooney
Georgia Mooney
Background Vocals
Geraldine Hollett
Geraldine Hollett
Background Vocals
Glen Hannah
Glen Hannah
Electric Guitar
James Greening
James Greening
Trombone
Jess Ciampa
Jess Ciampa
Shaker
Kerry Martin
Kerry Martin
Violin
Marianne Broadfoot
Marianne Broadfoot
Violin
Nicholas Buc
Nicholas Buc
Strings
Nick Garbutt
Nick Garbutt
Trumpet
Peter Martin
Peter Martin
Drums
Phillip Church
Phillip Church
Background Vocals
Rowena Macniesh
Rowena Macniesh
Cello
Scott Aplin
Scott Aplin
Organ
Shelley Soerensen
Shelley Soerensen
Viola
Stu Hunter
Stu Hunter
Glockenspiel
Stu Larsen
Stu Larsen
Background Vocals
Tony Azzopardi
Tony Azzopardi
Shaker
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke
Songwriter
Mike Rosenberg
Mike Rosenberg
Songwriter
Matthew Keegan
Matthew Keegan
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Rosenberg
Mike Rosenberg
Producer
Chris Vallejo
Chris Vallejo
Producer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Dave Rowland
Dave Rowland
Engineer
Gordon Davidson
Gordon Davidson
Engineer

Lyrics

27 years, 27 years old Only thing I know, the only thing I get told I gotta sell out if I want to get sold Don't want the devil to be taking my soul I write songs that come from the heart I don't give a fuck if they get into the chart, or not Only way I can be, is to say what I see And have no shadow hanging over me I don't know where I'm running but I know how to run 'Cause, running's the thing I've always done Oh I don't know what I'm doing but I know what I've done I'm a hungry heart, a loaded gun 27 years, 27 years now Only thing I know, I know that I don't know how To please everybody all of the time 'Cause everybody always fucking changing their minds A little bit faded, a little bit jaded Not gonna stop and I won't be persuaded To write words I can't believe in To see my face on a video screen I don't know where I'm running but I know how to run 'Cause, running's the thing I've always done I don't know what I'm doing but I know what I've done I'm a hungry heart, a loaded gun 27 years, 27 years done Written 600 songs, only 12 get sung 87,000 cigarettes have passed through these lungs And every single day I wish I'd never smoked one A week brushing my teeth and a week getting my haircut 8 years sleeping, I'm still tired when I wake up A whole year eating and I still lost weight, fuck Five proper girlfriends and five messy breakups 27 birthdays, 27 new years 30,000 quid, just so I could have a few beers Ever dying old hopes, ever growing new fears Don't know where I'm going, but I know how I got here Don't know where I'm running but I know how to run 'Cause, running's the thing I've always done, oh Oh I don't know what I'm doing but I know what I've done I'm a hungry heart, a loaded gun, oh Said I don't know where I'm running but I know how to run 'Cause, running's the thing I've always done, oh Oh I don't know what I'm doing but I know what I've done I'm a hungry heart, I'm a loaded gun, oh
Writer(s): Joshua Jon Pyke, Michael David Rosenberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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