Vídeo musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Black Stone Cherry
Black Stone Cherry
Performer
Ben Wells
Ben Wells
Background Vocals
John Fred Young
John Fred Young
Drums
Jon Lawhon
Jon Lawhon
Background Vocals
Chris Robertson
Chris Robertson
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Epworth
Paul Epworth
Songwriter
Adele Adkins
Adele Adkins
Songwriter
Gustav Holst
Gustav Holst
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Black Stone Cherry
Black Stone Cherry
Producer
Chris Robertson
Chris Robertson
Mixing Engineer

Letras

There's a fire starting in my heart Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark Finally, I can see you crystal clear So go ahead and sell me outg and I'll lay your shit bare See how I'll leave with every piece of you Don't underestimate the things that I will do There's a fire starting in my heart Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark The scars of your love remind me of us Keep me thinking that we almost had it all The scars of your love, leave me breathless Come on, sing it together, here we go We could've had it all Rolling in the deep, you sing it! (You had my heart inside of your hand) And you played it to the beat Baby, I have no story to be told But I've heard one of you and I'm gonna make your head burn Think of me in the depths of your despair Makin' a home down there, as mine sure won't be shared The scars of your love remind me of us Keep me thinking that we almost had it all The scars of your love, leave me breathless I can't help feeling We could've had it all Rolling in the deep, your turn (You had my heart inside of your hand) And you played it to the beat Could have had it all Rolling in the deep Had my heart inside of your hand And you played it with a beating Throw your soul through every open door Count your blessings to find what you look for Turn my sorrow into treasured gold You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow Everybody sing along Could've had it all Rolling in the deep You had my heart inside of your hand And you played it to the beat Could've had it all Rolling in the deep, you sing it (You had my heart inside of your hand) But you played it, you played it, you played it You played it to the beat
Writer(s): Paul Epworth, Adele Adkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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