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INTERPRÉTATION
Chris Young
Voix principales
Cassadee Pope
Chant
Corey Crowder
Programmation
Derek Wells
Guitare électrique
Tony Lucido
Basse
Dave Cohen
Synthétiseur
Miles McPherson
Batterie
Carl Miner
Guitare acoustique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Chris Young
Paroles/Composition
Corey Crowder
Paroles/Composition
Josh Hoge
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Chris Young
Production
Corey Crowder
Production
Bill Warren
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Billy Decker
Ingénierie de mixage
Casey Henderson
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Hank Hiriam Williams
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Kam Luchterhand
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Matt Rausch
Ingénieries complémentaires
Nick Autry
Ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
I walk in on Friday nights
Same old bar, same burned out lights
Same people and all the same faces
So why in the hell does it feel like a different place?
Meet my friends for a girls' night out
Seems there ain't much to talk about
Same drinks that we're all raising
But all of the toasts just don't feel the same
We used to be the life of the party
We used to be the ones that they wished they were
But now it's like they don't know how to act
Maybe they're like me and they want us back
It's like there's always an empty space
Those memories that nobody can erase
Of how bright we burned
Well, now it hurts, but it's true
When they think of me, they think of you
They keep asking how I am
But they're really asking where you've been
I can read between all of the lines
It ain't just us missing all of the times
We were the life of the party
We used to be the ones that they wished they were
But now it's like they don't know how to act
Maybe they're like me and they want us back
It's like there's always an empty space
Those memories that nobody can erase
Of how bright we burned
Well, now it hurts, but it's true
When they think of me, they think of you
Ain't it funny how a flame like that
Oh-whoa, when they think of you
It can burn when it's in the past
We used to be the life of the party
We used to be the ones that they wished they were
But now it's like they don't know how to act
Maybe they're like me and they want us back
It's like there's always an empty space
Those memories that nobody can erase
Of how bright we burned
Well, now it hurts, but it's true
When they think of me, they think of you
Oh, they think of you
When they think of me
Baby, baby, oh, oh
When they think of me, they think of you
Writer(s): Corey Justin Crowder, Christopher Alan Young, Josh Mckinney Hoge
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