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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Adele
Chant
Chris Elliott
Direction d’orchestre
Everton Nelson
Interprète
Leila Stacey
Interprète
Boguslav Kostecki
Interprète
Bruce White
Interprète
Emlyn Singleton
Interprète
George Robertson
Interprète
Jason Silver
Claviers
Jonathan Rees
Interprète
Maciej Rakowski
Interprète
Matt Allchin
Guitare
Michael Tighe
Guitare
Patrick Kiernan
Interprète
Pete Ray Biggin
Batterie
Peter Lale
Interprète
Rachel Bolt
Interprète
Stuart Zender
Basse
Tom Piggott-Smith
Interprète
Tony Pleeth
Interprète
London Studio Orchestra
Orchestre
Sam Koppelman
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Adele Adkins
Paroles/Composition
Sacha Skarbek
Paroles/Composition
Chris Elliott
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dan Parry
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Dom Morley
Ingénierie de prise de son
Mark Ronson
Production
Matt Lawrence
Ingénierie de prise de son
Tom Elmhirst
Ingénierie de mixage
Matt Paul
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
You say it's all in my head
And the things I think just don't make sense
So where you been then? Don't go all coy
Don't turn it 'round on me like it's my fault
See I can see that look in your eyes
The one that shoots me each and every time (each and every time)
You grace me with your cold shoulder
Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
You shower me with words made of knives
Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
These days when I see you
You make it look like I'm see-through
Do tell me why you waste our time
When your heart ain't admitting you're not satisfied
You know I know just how you feel
I'm starting to find myself feeling that way too
When you grace me with your cold shoulder
Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
You shower me with words made of knives
Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
Time and time again, I play the role of fool (just for you)
Even in the daylight when you think that I don't see you
Try to look for things I hear but our eyes never find
Though I do know how you play
You grace me with your cold shoulder
Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
You shower me with words made of knives
Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
You grace me with your cold shoulder
Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
You shower me with words made of knives
Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
Writer(s): Adele Laurie Blue Adkins, Sacha Skarbek
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