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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Picture This
Picture This
Interprète
Jacquire King
Jacquire King
Programmation
Jimmy Rainsford
Jimmy Rainsford
Batterie
Cliff Deane
Cliff Deane
Basse
Eric Darken
Eric Darken
Percussion
Ryan Hennessy
Ryan Hennessy
Chant
Owen Cardiff
Owen Cardiff
Guitare électrique
Spencer Thomson
Spencer Thomson
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
James Rainsford
James Rainsford
Composition
Jacquire King
Jacquire King
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jacquire King
Jacquire King
Production
Jimmy Rainsford
Jimmy Rainsford
Production
Lowell Reynolds
Lowell Reynolds
Ingénierie de prise de son
Danny Pellegrini
Danny Pellegrini
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Jason Mott
Jason Mott
Assistance d’ingénierie
Kolton Lee
Kolton Lee
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Sean R. Badum
Sean R. Badum
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Michael Brauer
Michael Brauer
Ingénierie de mixage
Steve Vealey
Steve Vealey
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Take my hand And we can go walking And we can talk about Whatever is on your mind Be my friend But secretly like me I wanna catch you staring And make you you go all red I love the way your hair falls in the summer I'll treat you like your father treats your mother And I'm kinda scared of your older brother Oh yeah You're all that I'm needing You're all that I'm feeling And I'll be the one thats kicking and screaming When you have to go every evening Oh yeah Your feet in the sand And mine in the water We can explore these hills if thats what you want to do You know I can't stand when it gets cold in the evenings And I'm standing there freezing But my clothes look so good on you You play with my hair like theres no other And I'm no longer scared of your older brother He said "We're cool man, I know you love her" Oh yeah I'll get you in loads of trouble Give you love on the double We can get drunk and Our words can get muddled No cigarette smoke will burst our little bubble Oh no Take my hand And we can go walking And we can talk about whatever is on your mind You play with my hair like theres no other I'll treat you like your father treats your mother And I'm no longer scared of your older brother Oh no And I'm no longer scared of your older brother You're all that I needed You're all that I'm feeling And I'll be the one whos kicking and screaming When you have to go home Every evening Oh yeah I'll get you in loads of trouble Give you love on the double We can get drunk and Our words can get muddled No cigarette smoke will burst our little bubble Oh no Oh no Oh no Take my hand And we can go walking And we can talk about whatever is on your mind
Writer(s): James Joseph Rainsford, Ryan Martin Hennessy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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