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INTERPRÉTATION
Priscilla Block
Chant
Jake Curry
Programmation
Justin Johnson
Programmation
Robbie Artress
Programmation
Jerry Roe
Batterie
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Basse
Bryan Sutton
Guitare acoustique
Derek Wells
Guitare électrique
Dave Cohen
Claviers
Josh Beale
Chœurs
Sarah Jones
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Josh Beale
Paroles/Composition
Sarah Jones
Paroles/Composition
Kate Hasting
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jake Curry
Production
Justin Johnson
Production
Robbie Artress
Production
Jim Cooley
Ingénierie de mixage
Mike "Frog" Griffith
Personnel de studio
Sean R. Badum
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Andrew Mendelson
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Justin Johnson
Production
Paroles
Stupid static buzzing in through the stereo
Smoke blowin' in through the patio
I'm right where I was just a week ago
Bartender slidin' me a double
Of Jameson, strong, somethin' I've been missin'
Got me feelin' good and believin'
Believin' I'm forgettin' the taste
The burn, the sting of you leavin'
I'm right where you left me
At the bottom of the bottle
Now I'm drunk, like a fireball lightin' me up
Put it to my lips and I feel that rush
Lettin' 80 proof do what it does
And I'm high, it's rockin' me through the night
Keepin' me warm, holdin' me so tight
Finally, feelin' fine, and then it hits me
I wish you were the whiskey
Straight up, waitin' by the door when I get off
It's a sure thing I can count on
The truth is comin' out a little more
And more with every shot
I should've known better
Than to run to the bottle
Now I'm drunk, like a fireball lightin' me up
Put it to my lips and I feel that rush
Lettin' 80 proof do what it does
And I'm high, it's rockin' me through the night
Keepin' me warm, holdin' me so tight
Finally, feelin' fine, and then it hits me
I wish you were the whiskey
Yeah, the whiskey, yeah, oh
The whiskey, yeah, the whiskey, yeah
Well, now I'm all alone
And your memory is hangin' over
I should've known better than to think
I could trade one for the other
And I'm drunk, like a fireball lightin' me up
Put it to my lips and I feel that rush
Lettin' 80 proof do what it does
And I'm high, it's rockin' me through the night
Keepin' me warm, holdin' me so tight
Finally, feelin' fine, and then it hits me
I wish you were the whiskey
Yeah, the whiskey, yeah, oh
The whiskey, yeah, the whiskey, yeah
Writer(s): Priscilla Block, Sarah Jones, Josh Beale, Kate Hasting
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