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Keane - Stupid Things (Single Version - Lyric Video)
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Keane
Keane
Interprète
David Kosten
David Kosten
Programmation
Jesse Quin
Jesse Quin
Chœurs
Tim Rice-Oxley
Tim Rice-Oxley
Claviers
Tom Hough
Tom Hough
Claviers
Richard Hughes
Richard Hughes
Batterie
Tom Chaplin
Tom Chaplin
Chant
Owen Pallett
Owen Pallett
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jesse Quin
Jesse Quin
Composition
Tim Rice-Oxley
Tim Rice-Oxley
Composition
Richard Hughes
Richard Hughes
Composition
Tom Chaplin
Tom Chaplin
Composition
Owen Pallett
Owen Pallett
Arrangement de cors
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Keane
Keane
Production
David Kosten
David Kosten
Production
Camden Clarke
Camden Clarke
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Cenzo Townshend
Cenzo Townshend
Ingénierie de mixage
Tom Hough
Tom Hough
Ingénierie de prise de son
Robert Sellens
Robert Sellens
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Mo Hausler
Mo Hausler
Ingénierie de prise de son
Tim Morris
Tim Morris
Ingénierie de prise de son
Luke Gibbs
Luke Gibbs
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Frank Arkwright
Frank Arkwright
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Friend, I've done something stupid again It's not that I don't love you, I do It's just I made this black hole so blue I've done something stupid again And now it's little lies and alibis And the second phone Can't make it home, I'm working late You know I hate to miss the kids' bedtime again I drank too much, a working lunch I'll crash in town, so, don't wait up If I don't text, my phone's just dead I've got that thing, I'm sure I said? And you know, you know And we both just play along Just one more stupid thing that I have done It starts, money in your pocket at last Makes you think you're more than you are Just another sucker for the dream No more or less than you have ever been And now it's little lies and alibis And the second phone Can't make it home, I'm working late You know I hate to miss the kids' bedtime again I drank too much, a working lunch I'll crash in town, so, don't wait up If I don't text, my phone's just dead I've got that thing, I'm sure I said? You look like a joke And we both just play along Just one more stupid thing that I have done It's not that I don't love you Just one more stupid thing that I have... Little lies and the second phone I've done something stupid And now it's little lies and alibis And the second phone Can't make it home, I'm working late You know I hate to miss the kids' bedtime again I drank too much, a working lunch I'll crash in town, so, don't wait up If I don't text, my phone's just dead I've got that thing, I'm sure I said? And you feel like a fool We both just play along And you feel like a fool We both just play along And you feel like a fool We both just play along Just one more stupid thing that I have done
Writer(s): Timothy James Rice-oxley, Richard David Hughes, Jesse Quin, Thomas Oliver Chaplin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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