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INTERPRÉTATION
Loyle Carner
Loyle Carner
Chant
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Programmation
Nick Mills
Nick Mills
Programmation
Morgan Simpson
Morgan Simpson
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Loyle Carner
Loyle Carner
Composition
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Composition
Nick Mills
Nick Mills
Composition
Morgan Simpson
Morgan Simpson
Composition
Thomas Lee Barrett
Thomas Lee Barrett
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
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Production
Nick Mills
Nick Mills
Ingénierie de prise de son
Luke Farnell
Luke Farnell
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Dan Parry
Dan Parry
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Ephie De Angelis
Ephie De Angelis
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Matt Colton
Matt Colton
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Paroles

Nobody knows all the trouble I've seen Nobody knows all the sorrow (check) I told the Black man he didn't understand I reached the white man, he wouldn't take my hand I sat alone in the shadows of a man With my eyes closed, told myself I should've run I'm the boss, and I'm supposed to've had a plan But can't think till I figure who I am Are you lost, huh? Or are you just another man Sittin' in my sunshine tryna catch a tan? Listen, outside I can feel the sun's rain I love it, inside I was bumping John Wayne Made peace, you can never say the wrong name ADHD say my last one long game And don't fuck it up, say reveal nothing Guys I used to run with are steady still puffin' But what did they expect, yo, what did they expect? Ayo, I never used to think of the effect When my dad passed straight biological neglect The other one, sunset, sittin' on the steps I was left, mom came heavy in her breath Tears on my face, transferring to her chest I was left, and she would say he ain't comin' Ah, but I can tell him that you love him And I would shout, "Nah, love means nothing" Say, "I want a hug, I wanna talk, I want something" See, I reached the Black man, he wouldn't take my hand Told the white man he didn't understand I sat alone in the shadows of a man With my eyes closed, told myself I should've run I'm the boss, and I'm supposed to've had a plan But can't think till I figure who I am Are you lost, or are you just another man Sittin' in my sunshine? My eyes wide, tears cried The news lied, but he died So who am I? Ayo, I'm asking, who am I? Because my kid will maybe have them blue eyes And he won't understand the pain that's in mine And late at night I wonder maybe that's why Because I never wanna hear the same cry From a kid who doesn't fit in To the world that he live in, a half-caste, just kiddin' Wear a mask, just kiddin', move arse, just whip it Yeah, no sittin', there's no livin' Ayo, you can't hate the roots of the tree And not hate the tree So how can I hate my father Without hating me? I told the Black man he didn't understand I reached the white man, he wouldn't take my hand Sat alone in the shadows of a man With my eyes closed, told myself I should've run I'm the boss, and I'm supposed to've had a plan But can't think till I figure who I am Are you lost, or are you just another man Sittin' in my sunshine tryna catch a tan? (Glory) (Glory) glory (Glory) glory (Glory, hallelujah) say it again (Glory) say it to the Lord (Glory) mm (Glory, hallelujah)
Writer(s): Kwesi Sey, Benjamin Gerard Coyle-larner, Thomas Lee Barrett Jr., Morgan Simpson, Nicholas Adam Mills Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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