Listen to The Other Side by 340ml

The Other Side

340ml

Reggae

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Music Video

The Other Side
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rui Miguel Soeiro
Rui Miguel Soeiro
Bass Guitar
Tiago Correia Paulo
Tiago Correia Paulo
Electric Guitar
Paulo Jorge Chibanga
Paulo Jorge Chibanga
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rui Miguel Soeiro
Rui Miguel Soeiro
Songwriter
Tiago Correia Paulo
Tiago Correia Paulo
Songwriter
Paulo Jorge Chibanga
Paulo Jorge Chibanga
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
340ml
340ml
Producer

Lyrics

Skyscaper phantom city Structures with a story to tell From the other side On a race I can see trapedations tripping over hurdles of time. Thousand lifetimes in your skylines witnessing the struggles outside. Monumental corporations of a movement 'til the summer day time. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Six blocks over, eyes over my shoulder, pavement puzzle pieces fit just right. On the other side On the other side On the other side On the other side Now I count my steps and hold my breath 'til the next ride. And coming round the corner walk towards her she's beautiful. Got my ticket ready, rock and steady on the way home. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. X 5
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