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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Jimmy Robbins
Jimmy Robbins
Programmation
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Guitare électrique
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Basse
Fred Eltringham
Fred Eltringham
Batterie
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Guitare acoustique
Russ Pahl
Russ Pahl
Steel guitar
David Dorn
David Dorn
Piano
Maddie Marlow
Maddie Marlow
Chant
Taylor Dye
Taylor Dye
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Maddie Marlow
Maddie Marlow
Paroles/Composition
Taylor Dye
Taylor Dye
Paroles/Composition
Justin Ebach
Justin Ebach
Paroles/Composition
Jon Nite
Jon Nite
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jimmy Robbins
Jimmy Robbins
Production
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Production
Justin Neibank
Justin Neibank
Ingénierie de mixage
Ben Fowler
Ben Fowler
Ingénierie
Ben Phillips
Ben Phillips
Ingénierie de montage
Josh Ditty
Josh Ditty
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

They don't cancel other plans Have conversations with nothin' but their eyes They don't hear each others' names and forget to concentrate Hits a nerve and lights you up like dynamite Friends don't call you in the middle of the night Couldn't even tell you why, they just felt like sayin' "hi" Friends don't stand around playin' with their keys Findin' reasons not to leave, tryin' to hide the chemistry Drive a little too slow Take the long way home Get a little too close We do but, but friends don't They don't almost say "I love you" When they're downtown somewhere, just a little drunk They don't talk about the future and put each other in it And get chills with every accidental touch Friends don't call you in the middle of the night Couldn't even tell you why, they just felt like sayin' "hi" Friends don't stand around playin' with their keys Findin' reasons not to leave, tryin' to hide the chemistry Drive a little too slow Take the long way home Get a little too close We do but, but friends don't I keep tellin' myself this might be nothin' But one look in your eyes and God, there's somethin' You can lie to me and say you don't But I know you do And I love you, too Friends don't call you in the middle of the night Couldn't even tell you why, they just felt like sayin' "hi" Friends don't stand around playin' with their keys Findin' reasons not to leave, tryin' to hide the chemistry Drive a little too slow Take the long way home Get a little too close We do but, but friends don't... Friends don't
Writer(s): Justin Ebach, Jon Nite, Taylor Dye, Madison Marlow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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