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INTERPRÉTATION
The Unlikely Candidates
Interprète
Jason Bell
Chœurs
Jordan Miller
Chœurs
Kyle Morris
Chant
Gregg Wattenberg
Chœurs
Cole Male
Guitare
Brenton Carney
Guitare
Kevin Goddard
Batterie
Jared Hornbeek
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jared Watson
Paroles/Composition
Dustin Bushnell
Paroles/Composition
Jordan Miller
Paroles/Composition
Gregg Wattenberg
Paroles
Kyle Morris
Paroles/Composition
Jason Bell (HEAVY)
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jason Bell
Ingénierie de prise de son
Jordan Miller
Ingénierie de prise de son
Gregg Wattenberg
Production
Heavy
Production
Tyler Spratt
Ingénierie de mixage
Loren Israel
Production déléguée
Brooke Heller
Production déléguée
Eric Barnes
Production déléguée
Paroles
Mom if you can hear me, I think I made it
20,000 fans from the stage I'm standing on
I want you to know I appreciate it
One day I'll come home, we can celebrate
Mom I gotta go, the curtain's calling
All the way from Rome, I'm really sorry
Tell my little sister I said hey
One day I'll come home, we can celebrate
Every night feels like another weekend
Keep pretending that it's easy
Sold my soul for a wrecking ball
I shot at the moon from a concert hall
Love the love by normal fake friends
I don't know why I feel I need them
New York city kinda breaks my heart
I fall in love but I mostly fall
Mom if you can hear me, I think I made it
20,000 fans from the stage I'm standing on
I want you to know I appreciate it
One day I'll come home, we can celebrate
Mom I gotta go, the curtain's calling
All the way from Rome, I'm really sorry
Tell my little sister I said hey
One day I'll come home, we can celebrate
In a view wanna know all my weakness
Shout out to the ones who got me through this
I started running and I couldn't stop
It breaks me to say
A face gets lost
Living life's leaving me a little speechless
So don't wish you can see it
Telling myself that it won't be all
'Cause I'm pulling up but I mostly fall
Mom if you can hear me, I think I made it
20,000 fans from the stage I'm standing on
I want you to know I appreciate it
One day I'll come home, we can celebrate
Mom I gotta go, the curtain's calling
All the way from Rome, I'm really sorry
Tell my little sister I said hey
One day I'll come home, we can celebrate
Lights on Palazzo
They crack like a mirror
Linked to an image of me as a kid
With you doing dishes, when God still existed
Sometimes I lie I pretend I don't miss it
Mom if you can hear me, I think I made it
20,000 fans from the stage I'm standing on
I want you to know I appreciate it
One day I'll come home, we can celebrate
Mom I gotta go, the curtain's calling
All the way from Rome, I'm really sorry
Tell my little sister I said hey
One day I'll come home, we can celebrate
One day I'll come home, we can celebrate
Writer(s): Jared Watson, Dustin Bushnell, Kyle Morris, Jason Bell, Jordan Miller
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