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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Koe Wetzel
Koe Wetzel
Chant
Jared Easterling
Jared Easterling
Batterie
Adam Urbańczyk
Adam Urbańczyk
Guitare acoustique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ropyr Madison Koe Wetzel
Ropyr Madison Koe Wetzel
Paroles/Composition
Ben Burgess
Ben Burgess
Paroles/Composition
Jaren Johnston
Jaren Johnston
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Adam Urbańczyk
Adam Urbańczyk
Ingénierie de montage
Taylor Kimball
Taylor Kimball
Production
Adrian Bushby
Adrian Bushby
Ingénierie de prise de son
Felipe Castañeda
Felipe Castañeda
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

They say April showers bring May flowers But it's been dry as hell A four leaf clover can bring you closer To luck than pennies in a well Well, I've been waiting on a shooting star But ain't a damn one of 'em fell And if it does, I'll be too crossed up to even tell And it's weird We don't talk like we used to and I'm so scared Of what we've become Is this time the last time that we'll be together? Fuck this April weather, goodbye Well, you could holler that you're sorry But that don't mean a thing Because the whiskey words never cured the hurt And your tears are the only rain that I've seen It's weird We don't talk like we used to and I'm so scared Of what we've become Is this time the last time that we'll be together? Fuck this April weather, goodbye Goodbye And it's weird We don't talk like we used to and I'm so scared Of what we've become Is this time the last time that we'll be together? Fuck this April weather, goodbye Bye
Writer(s): Jaren Johnston, Benjamin David Burgess, Koe Wetzel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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