Créditos
Artistas intérpretes
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Batería
George M Gekas
Bajo
Michael Girardot
Trompeta
Robert Ingraham
Saxofón
Zachary Feinberg
Guitarra
Ed Williams
Steel guitar con pedal
David Shaw
Voz principal
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Composición
George M Gekas
Composición
Michael Girardot
Composición
Robert Ingraham
Composición
Zachary Feinberg
Autoría
David Shaw
Autoría
Ed Williams
Composición
Producción e ingeniería
Ben Ellman
Producción
Chris Finney
Ingeniería
Dave Cooley
Masterización
Jay Wesley
Asistente de ingeniería
Mikael Eldridge
Ingeniería de mezcla
Letra
I believe it was a sin
Oh, to do you in the way I did
I stole the gold and drank the gin
Then I ran off with your kin
If I can you know I will and if the stars align
I still get loaded on the things that I can't change
And I'm out here tonight so if you want to start a fight
We'll get loaded on the things that I can't change
I believe it was a sin
To do you in the way I did you in
I couldn't stop it coming from afar
And lost the keys to the getaway car
And every now and then I'm in this place
It's hell living when I need your face
Don't hide, don't hide, don't hide from me
[Instrumental]
I believe it was a sin
Oh, to do you in the way I did
I took out more than I put in
I got fat while you stayed thin
But I came here tonight if you want to start a fight
We can get loaded on the things that I can't change
Yeah, I'm out here all night so if you want to start a fight
We can get loaded on the things that I can't change
I believe it was a sin
To do you in the way I did you in
I couldn't stop it coming from afar
And lost the keys to the getaway car
Every now and then I'm in this place
It's hell living when I need your face
Don't hide, don't hide, don't hide from me
Don't hide, don't hide, don't hide, don't hide from me
Don't hide, don't hide, don't hide, don't hide from me
Don't hide, don't hide, don't hide, don't hide from me
Don't hide, don't hide, don't hide from me
I believe it was a sin
To do you in the way I did you in
I couldn't stop it coming from afar
And lost the keys to the getaway car
Every now and then I'm in this place
It's hell living when I need your face
Don't hide, don't hide, don't hide from me
Don't hide, don't hide your face
Don't hide
Don't hide
Don't hide
Written by: Andrew Stephen Campanelli, David William Shaw, Edward George Williams, George M Gekas, Michael Girardot, Robert Ingraham, Zachary Feinberg

