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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
BC Smith
Claviers
Bart Hendrickson
Programmation
Daniel Murillo
Voix principales
Dean Butterworth
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Don Gilmore
Paroles/Composition
Daniel Murillo
Paroles/Composition
Dylan Alvarez
Paroles/Composition
George Ragan
Paroles/Composition
Jordon Terrell
Paroles/Composition
Jorel Decker
Paroles/Composition
Matthew Busek
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Don Gilmore
Production
Ben Grosse
Ingénierie de mixage
Mark Kiczula
Ingénierie
Paroles
Pour me, pour me, pour me another
It holds me, holds me like no other
One more drink, then I swear that I'm going home
Truth is, I don't really have a place to go
So pour me, pour me, pour me another
I wake up right about the mid-afternoon
With the sun in the sky, but night's coming soon
And I walk to the mirror just to fix myself
Yeah, life gets harder when you love nothing else
So I pick up my pills from the counter drawer
Pick my self-esteem up off the fucking floor
I guess I'm a man of no recourse
As I crack another bottle, got no remorse
And I'll say a little prayer for the child in me
I swear I used to be one, I truly believed
That I'm not just a man with these broken dreams
That even I can go to heaven if I part the sea, so
Pour me, pour me, pour me another
It holds me, holds me like no other
One more drink, then I swear that I'm going home
Truth is, I don't really have a place to go
So pour me, pour me, pour me another
People get sick, and they'll watch you bleed
When you fall from the top, boy, you better believe
At the bottom, they got just, yeah, just what you need
But at the bottom, you can't swim 'cause you drank up the sea
When we stop and we look up to the sky
They don't ask any questions, they ask us why
Don't have any answers, don't know what to say
Our knees are getting tired, too tired to pray
That's when we lay down, end of the road
We all seem to walk it, guess I walked it alone
And I'm not just a man with these broken dreams
Even I can go to heaven if I part the sea, so
Pour me, pour me, pour me another
It holds me, holds me like no other
One more drink, then I swear that I'm going home
Truth is, I don't really have a place to go
So pour me, pour me, pour me another
Time just seems to go on and on
On and on and on and on
Life inside a bottle, all along
All along, the bottle's gone
I'm not just a man with these broken dreams
Even I can go to heaven if I part the sea
What's life inside a bottle if it's gone?
One more song, and I'm finally free
I'll meet you here in heaven between the sea
'Cause I'm not just a man with these broken dreams
Even I can go to heaven if I part the sea, so
Pour me, pour me, pour me another
It holds me, holds me like no other
One more drink, then I swear that I'm going home
Truth is, I don't really have a place to go
So pour me, pour me, pour me another
Pour me, pour me
Pour me, pour me, pour me another
Pour me, pour me
Pour me, pour me, pour me another
Writer(s): Jorel Decker, George Arthur Ragan, Jordon Kristopher Terrell, Dylan Peter Alvarez, Matthew Busek, George Don Gilmore, Daniel Murillo
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