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Looking for Hell
Americana
Looking for Hell fue lanzado el 20 de mayo de 2022 por Joseph Bradshaw como parte del álbum Trouble Is
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Fecha de lanzamiento20 de mayo de 2022
Sello discográficoJoseph Bradshaw
LanguageEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM129

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Joseph Bradshaw
Joseph Bradshaw
Voz principal
Michael Ten Pas
Michael Ten Pas
Bajo eléctrico
Greg Perkins
Greg Perkins
Guitarra eléctrica
Andy Simonds
Andy Simonds
Piano
Dylon York
Dylon York
Batería
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Joseph Bradshaw
Joseph Bradshaw
Autoría
Kyle Ryan
Kyle Ryan
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Joseph Bradshaw
Joseph Bradshaw
Producción
T.J. Elias
T.J. Elias
Ingeniería de mezcla
Kim Rosen
Kim Rosen
Masterización

Letra

I was looking for hell
Like I had something to sell
I don’t know
But then I fell in the lake
And there was no one to take
Me home
I thought I’d take from the top
Thought I could outrun the cops
Guess we’ll see
If I could knock over one
I think that I could be done—
I’d be free, partially
I can’t run from Tennessee
Let the law come after me
I felt the heat of a gun
I felt like I was a son
Of a bitch
Cruising fumes in my tank
Headed straight for the bank
Ended up in a ditch
It’s enough to make me mad
I know it’d make my mother sad
I took it out on the night
Tried to shoot out the lights
Had a tail
He cuffed my legs to my hands
He said, “Do you understand
Where this ship’s gonna sail?”
I guess I’m running out of track
Can see the start line coming back
But nothing’s real if real is after all
I took a look at the judge
And then I spit in the mud
I don’t care
I told him, “Give me your worst”
He said, “Before I do first:
Run a comb through your hair.”
I came to get what I deserve
At least some time already served
Cause nothing’s real if real is after all
I was looking for hell
Like I had something to sell
I don’t know
But then I fell in the lake
And there was no one to take
Me home
Written by: Joseph Bradshaw, Kyle Ryan
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