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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Friendly Fires
Friendly Fires
Interprète
James Ford
James Ford
Synthétiseur
Ed McFarlane
Ed McFarlane
Synthétiseur
Edd Gibson
Edd Gibson
Guitare
Jack Savidge
Jack Savidge
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
James Ford
James Ford
Composition
Ed McFarlane
Ed McFarlane
Composition
Edd Gibson
Edd Gibson
Composition
Jack Savidge
Jack Savidge
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
James Ford
James Ford
Production
Mark Ralph
Mark Ralph
Ingénierie de mixage
Ross Fortune
Ross Fortune
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Tom A.D. Fuller
Tom A.D. Fuller
Ingénierie de prise de son
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

They don't know me like you do No one knows me like you do I can hear them talkin' But I've got my armor on I think we should make a vow Take a leap and do it now If the house is burnin' I don't want to be the last one out A place that we can't find Can still be a place that we design If we reconnect the wires Dive into the dream behind our eyes Got to find a way We can run the wild flowers Broken morning light Hyper real, hyper color Live our honest lives We can run the wild flowers Broken morning light Hyper real, hyper color Live our honest lives They don't know you like I do No one knows you like I do I can read their lips But I've got my armor on No more lookin' out to please People we don't want to be Now this ship is sinking Got me thinkin' that it's time to leave It's up to you and me To redefine our reality If we reconnect the wires Down into the dream behind our eyes Got to find a way We can run the wild flowers Broken morning light Hyper real, hyper color Live our honest lives We can run the wild flowers Broken morning light Hyper real, hyper color Live our honest lives I spy blackbirds, in which the clouds fly backwards I spy blackbirds, in which the clouds fly backwards Got to find a way We can run the wild flowers Broken morning light Hyper real, hyper color Live our honest lives I spy blackbirds We can run the wild flowers Broken morning light I spy blackbirds We can run the wild flowers Live our honest lives
Writer(s): Jack Barnaby Savidge, Edward David Huw Macfarlane, Edward John Frederick Gibson, James Ellis Ford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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