Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Jill Scott
Jill Scott
Interprète
Adam Blackstone
Adam Blackstone
Basse
George "Spanky" McCurdy
George "Spanky" McCurdy
Batterie
Eric Wortham
Eric Wortham
Claviers
Randy Bowland
Randy Bowland
Guitare acoustique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Adam Blackstone
Adam Blackstone
Paroles/Composition
George "Spanky" McCurdy
George "Spanky" McCurdy
Paroles/Composition
Eric Wortham
Eric Wortham
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jill Scott
Jill Scott
Production
Adam Blackstone
Adam Blackstone
Production
George "Spanky" McCurdy
George "Spanky" McCurdy
Production
Eric Wortham
Eric Wortham
Production

Paroles

I put my heart on the back burner Didn't wanna face my own misery Smiled as hard as I could That felt so much better to me But sometimes I couldn't sleep at night And food and shoes couldn't curve my appetite I couldn't think and I couldn't pray That's what really done it do me, I was running Running away, I was running I, I, I tried to hide inside a beautiful place I held on to my joy, but it felt so second place More than anything I felt afraid Afraid to feel the pain that I myself had made Didn't like what I had done But I realized I was on a run Running away, I was just running I was just running From shadow side of the pool It wasn't me, just a caricature Sometimes the pain came and I ran away Didn't wanna see That life can be hard and ugly sometimes That's just the way it is But I realized I couldn't keep running From this no, no, that's the way life goes Everything I'm supposed to feel, Sometimes I'm supposed to cry Sometimes I'm supposed to be confused Sometimes we have to ask the question Why? why? That's the way it's supposed to be Nothing in life is easy Can't keep running, running, running, running Can't keep running, running, running, running I can't keep running I put my heart on the back burner Didn't wanna face my own misery Smiled as hard as I could That felt so much better to me But sometimes I couldn't sleep at night And food and shoes couldn't curve my appetite I couldn't think and I couldn't pray And that's what really done it do me, I was running I was running, running, running I was running, running I was running, running, running...
Writer(s): Jill H. Scott, Adam W. Blackstone, George Mccurdy, Eric D. Ii Wortham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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