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Waves
35
Country
Waves fue lanzado el 23 de mayo de 2025 por Mercury Nashville como parte del álbum To Make You Cry - EP
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Fecha de lanzamiento23 de mayo de 2025
Sello discográficoMercury Nashville
LanguageEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM111

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Evan Bartels
Evan Bartels
Voces
Paul Defiglia
Paul Defiglia
Bajo eléctrico
Russ Pahl
Russ Pahl
Steel guitar con pedal
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Evan Bartels
Evan Bartels
Composición
David Ray Stevens
David Ray Stevens
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Evan Bartels
Evan Bartels
Producción
Dave "Squirrel" Covell
Dave "Squirrel" Covell
Ingeniería de mezcla
Rico Csabai
Rico Csabai
Producción
Justin Shturtz
Justin Shturtz
Masterización
Ryan Hewitt
Ryan Hewitt
Ingeniería de mezcla envolvente

Letra

You can’t see it in the daylight
It only comes out in the night time
After the whiskey and the red wine
Starts to drown my soul
I get lit and light another
So many things I want to smother
But then I think about my mother
And breaking her heart makes me choke
Feels like I’m walking on a tightrope
Lord help me through the unknown
Catching smoke with a lasso
I’m digging my own grave
I’m just trying not to let go
Hanging on to my last hope
Against the pulling of a black hole
It comes and goes in waves
I just want to be a good man
I just want to be a good friend
Lord, I’m doing the best I can
Feels like I’m barely getting by
I hope you know I love you
I hope you’ll always love me too
I done the best that I know how to do
I pray I’ll get there with some time
Feels like I’m walking on a tightrope
Lord help me through the unknown
Catching smoke with a lasso
I’m digging my own grave
I’m just trying not to let go
Hanging on to my last hope
Against the pulling of a black hole
It comes and goes in waves
Baptized by fire
Live by the gun
Haunted by ghosts of the wrong that I’ve done
Hung out to dry
Washed by the blood
End of the line
I got nowhere to run
Feels like I’m walking on a tightrope
Lord help me through the unknown
Catching smoke with a lasso
I’m digging my own grave
I been trying not to let go
Hanging on to my last hope
Against the pulling of a black hole
It comes and goes in waves
Written by: David Ray Stevens, Evan Bartels
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