Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Shane Nicholson
Shane Nicholson
Guitare acoustique
Matt Fell
Matt Fell
Mellotron
Josh Schuberth
Josh Schuberth
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Shane Nicholson
Shane Nicholson
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Shane Nicholson
Shane Nicholson
Production
Matt Fell
Matt Fell
Ingénierie de mixage
Jeff McCormack
Jeff McCormack
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

"Ain’t it hard to believe in love
When you’re on the ground and spitting blood?
When the old ghosts come walking in
When the bugs wake up beneath your skin
That hopeless kid that stole the crown
Will send his dogs to hunt you down
There ain’t no room in here
The air just disappeared
And you will have your way
You will have your way with me
Ain’t it hard to believe in good?
Much as you always thought you would
When the picture don’t fit the frame
When the art don’t justify the fame
While lesser men with more to say
Become the heroes of the day
There ain’t no room in here
The air just disappeared
And you will have your way
You will have your way with me
  
Ain’t it hard to believe in friends?
But you do your best to pretend
Some forget you and some you need
Some will love you, some will leave
And now there ain’t no room in here
The air just disappeared
And you will have your way
You will have your way
The rabble will be blessed
And God will get His rest
And you will have your way
You will have your way
You will have your way with me
"
Written by: Shane Nicholson
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