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baseball fue lanzado el 12 de septiembre de 2017 por Grand Jury (RED) como parte del álbum warm glow - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento12 de septiembre de 2017
Sello discográficoGrand Jury (RED)
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM111

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Jake Luppen
Jake Luppen
Voz principal, Guitarra
Nathan Stocker
Nathan Stocker
Guitarra, Voces de fondo
Whistler Allen
Whistler Allen
Batería, Voces de fondo
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Jake Luppen
Jake Luppen
Autoría
Nathan Stocker
Nathan Stocker
Autoría
Whistler Allen
Whistler Allen
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Hippo Campus
Hippo Campus
Producción
BJ Burton
BJ Burton
Ingeniería de mezcla
Brad Bivens
Brad Bivens
Ingeniería
Nick Tveitbakk
Nick Tveitbakk
Asistente de ingeniería

Letra

[Verse 1]
I saw a cigarette contend
It was the smell of death that kept strolling in
Maybe that henna'd back of yours
That held me back, back from keeping score
[Verse 2]
There goes that moonboy
Looking jungly
With all his leaves growing
Split down that long back
He would've thought that
If you got to know him
True blue with your fists up
You little kiss up
Wishin' things were heavy
That's fine in the end though
Where'd all our friends go
We can dip if you're ready
[Verse 3]
I bet you take me for a fool
Nothing like, like rules the cool sensation of Pollock and Jules
Some weird abandon in the sheets
Though the tongue tastes good
My grammar's falling from the cheeks
[Verse 4]
There goes that moonboy
Looking jungly
With all his leaves growing
Split down that long back
He would've thought that
If you got to know him
True blue with your fists up
You little kiss up
Wishin' things were heavy
That's fine in the end though
Where'd all our friends go
We can dip if you're ready
[Verse 5]
I was wrong
You were a friendly kid
I was wrong
You were a friendly kid
[Verse 6]
Fill the rafters
Right field dances
Baseball diamonds
Take our chances out
[Verse 7]
There's somethin' fiction 'bout the way that reality's going
Seems like the chakra's playing hopscotch
Anxiety growing
Some cordial framework of the sunset
A yellow made out of gray
My bones are tired of the body
That woke me up today
[Verse 8]
There goes that moonboy
Looking jungly
With all his leaves growing
Split down that long back
He would've thought that
If you got to know him
True blue with your fists up
You little kiss up
Wishin' things were heavy
That's fine in the end though
Where'd all our friends go
We can dip if you're ready
[Verse 9]
I was wrong
You were a friendly kid
I was wrong
You were a friendly kid
I was wrong
I was wrong
I was wrong
Written by: Jake Luppen, Nathan Stocker, Whistler Isaiah, Zach Sutton
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