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INTERPRÉTATION
Mark Crew
Mark Crew
Programmation
Dan Smith
Dan Smith
Claviers
William Farquarson
William Farquarson
Basse
Chris Wood
Chris Wood
Batterie
Verity Evanson
Verity Evanson
Violoncelle
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Dan Smith
Dan Smith
Paroles/Composition
Mark Crew
Mark Crew
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
Verity Evanson
Verity Evanson
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mark Crew
Mark Crew
Production
Dan Smith
Dan Smith
Production
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Look who's digging their own grave That is what they all say; you'll drink yourself to death Look who makes their own bed, lies right down within it And what will you have left? Out on the front doorstep, drinking from a paper cup You won't remember this Living beyond your years, acting out all their fears You feel it in your chest Your hands protect the flames From the wild winds around you Icarus is flying too close to the sun And Icarus' life, it has only just begun It's just begun... Standing on the cliff face, highest fall you'll ever grace It scares me half to death Look out to the future, but it tells you nothing So take another breath Your hands protect the flames From the wild winds around you Icarus is flying too close to the sun And Icarus' life, it has only just begun This is how it feels to take a fall Icarus is flying towards an early grave You put up your defences when you leave You leave because you're certain Of who you want to be You're putting up your armour when you leave And you leave because you're certain of who you want to be, oh Icarus is flying too close to the sun And Icarus' life, it has only just begun This is how it feels to take a fall Icarus is flying towards an early grave Oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh oh-oh, oh, oh Oh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh oh...
Writer(s): Daniel Campbell Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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