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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Geoff Rickly
Chant
Tom Keeley
Guitare
Steve Pedulla
Guitare
Tim Payne
Basse
Tucker Rule
Batterie
Frank Giokas
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Geoff Rickly
Paroles/Composition
Tom Keeley
Paroles/Composition
Steve Pedulla
Paroles/Composition
Tim Payne
Paroles/Composition
Tucker Rule
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Sal Villanueva
Production
Tim Gilles
Ingénierie de mixage
Erin Farley
Ingénierie de prise de son
Codie "Dr. Huey" Brown
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Dr. Timo G. Less
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
In this room, I'm sitting by your side
'Cause it rains for hours and the phone is off its hook
Standing on the edge, casting lots to set me up
Before you knock me down
Off the summer's edge and drown me
We're betting on our own lives
Making up for all the time we lost
In this house of cards
We're all holding hearts and spades (one breath, one step could knock it all down)
But you lead with your eyes
And you give it away (decide, design to cut from the clouds)
When the people you love
Get lost in the shuffle (when you leave, you leave nothing but broken hearts)
You let it go and then you fold
So we stay on the open road
We drive for hours and still no end in sight at all
Driving in your car
Miss the stop sign, fall in love
Just to get knocked down
Off the summer's edge and drown me
We're betting on our own lives
Making up for all the time we lost
In this house of cards
We're all holding hearts and spades (one breath, one step could knock it all down)
You lead with your eyes
And you give it away (decide, design to cut from the clouds)
When the people you love
Get lost in the shuffle (when you leave, you leave nothing but broken hearts)
Pull your punches and burn with your cigarettes
Pulled like a punch, burnt like a cigarette
Forever
Writer(s): Timothy Payne, Thomas Rule, Geoffrey Rickly, Robert Keeley Iii, Steven Pedulla
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