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The Other Side

340ml

Reggae

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The Other Side
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Pedro Da Silva Pinto
Pedro Da Silva Pinto
Voix principales
Rui Miguel Soeiro
Rui Miguel Soeiro
Basse
Tiago Correia Paulo
Tiago Correia Paulo
Guitare électrique
Paulo Jorge Chibanga
Paulo Jorge Chibanga
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Pedro Da Silva Pinto
Pedro Da Silva Pinto
Paroles/Composition
Rui Miguel Soeiro
Rui Miguel Soeiro
Paroles/Composition
Tiago Correia Paulo
Tiago Correia Paulo
Paroles/Composition
Paulo Jorge Chibanga
Paulo Jorge Chibanga
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
340ml
340ml
Production

Paroles

Skyscaper phantom city Structures with a story to tell From the other side On a race I can see trapedations tripping over hurdles of time. Thousand lifetimes in your skylines witnessing the struggles outside. Monumental corporations of a movement 'til the summer day time. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Six blocks over, eyes over my shoulder, pavement puzzle pieces fit just right. On the other side On the other side On the other side On the other side Now I count my steps and hold my breath 'til the next ride. And coming round the corner walk towards her she's beautiful. Got my ticket ready, rock and steady on the way home. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. X 5
Writer(s): David George Arnold Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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