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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Morgan Wallen
Chant
Joey Moi
Programmation
Jacob Durrett
Programmation
Bryan Sutton
Guitare acoustique
Dave Cohen
Claviers
Jerry Roe
Batterie
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Basse
Tom Bukovac
Guitare électrique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ben Burgess
Paroles/Composition
Michael Hardy
Paroles/Composition
Jacob Durrett
Paroles/Composition
Morgan Wallen
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Joey Moi
Production
Jeff Balding
Ingénierie de prise de son
Josh Ditty
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Sean R. Badum
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Andrew Mendelson
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Ally Gecewicz
Ingénierie de montage
Eivind Nordland
Ingénierie de montage
Scott Cooke
Ingénierie de montage
Paroles
Mama don't pray for my success anymore, yeah
But mama still prays for me
Seein' the world ain't really seein' the world
Through a window from A to B
Between alcohol and women and Aderall and adrenaline
I don't ever get no rest
Sign my life away to be the life of the party
Yeah, to everybody else
I look like a rockstar, in and out of cop cars
Livin' out a suitcase, trashin' hotel bars
If I see the sunrise, it's 'cause I stayed up all night
Drinkin' 'cause I need to, damn it, what a good life
Judgin' by my long hair, you might think I don't care
Sittin' here, sippin' and bitchin' about a spot where
People would kill to be, kill to be, kill to be
But y'all, it ain't as good as it seems, this livin' the dream is
Killin' me, killin' me, killin' me
It's killin' me, killin' me, killin' me
Another day, another venue
There's trouble to get into
And love ain't on the menu again
Lonely as an eagle
I meet a thousand people
Who think I got a thousand friends
Ooh
There's a stranger in the mirror
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
But accordin' to the pictures
I'm a rockstar, in and out of cop cars
Livin' out a suitcase, trashin' hotel bars
If I see the sunrise, it's 'cause I stayed up all night
Drinkin' 'cause I need to, damn it, what a good life
Judgin' by my long hair, you might think I don't care
Sittin' here, sippin' and bitchin' about a spot where
People would kill to be, kill to be, kill to be
But y'all, it ain't as good as it seems, this livin' the dream is
Killin' me, killin' me, killin' me
It's killin' me, killin' me, killin' me
Killin' me, killin' me, killin' me
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
There's a stranger in the mirror
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
But accordin' to the pictures
I'm a rockstar, in and out of cop cars
Livin' out a suitcase, trashin' hotel bars
If I see the sunrise, it's 'cause I stayed up all night
Drinkin' 'cause I need to, damn it, what a good life
Judgin' by my long hair, you might think I don't care
Sittin' here, sippin' and bitchin' about a spot where
People would kill to be, kill to be, kill to be
But y'all, it ain't as good as it seems, this livin' the dream is
Killin' me, killin' me, killin' me
It's killin' me, killin' me, killin' me
Killin' me, killin' me, killin' me
Writer(s): Jacob Robert Durrett, Michael Hardy, Benjamin David Burgess, Morgan Wallen
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