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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Carleton Stone
Carleton Stone
Chant
Liam Jaeger
Liam Jaeger
Basse
Kevin Fox
Kevin Fox
Violoncelle
Howie Beck
Howie Beck
Batterie
Neil Quin
Neil Quin
Guitare électrique
Mike Evin
Mike Evin
Piano électrique
Aaron Goldstein
Aaron Goldstein
Pedal steel guitar
Mel Stone
Mel Stone
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Carleton Stone
Carleton Stone
Paroles/Composition
Kayleigh O'connor
Kayleigh O'connor
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Carleton Stone
Carleton Stone
Production
Howie Beck
Howie Beck
Ingénierie de mixage
Aaron Goldstein
Aaron Goldstein
Ingénierie
Darren McGill
Darren McGill
Ingénierie
Riley Bell
Riley Bell
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

If my head was a closet It'd be a bone collectors dream If these walls could talk I hope they wouldn't say a thing Had it all had it all to lose Outta breath I've sang the blues You're so young you got no regrets Haven't had that heart broke yet but Underneath your bed There's the carpet of your room Yeah nothing's happened yet Just some muddy Velcro shoes Yeah but underneath the floorboards There was a little bit of dirt The foundation of this town Is a poor man's hard day's work If I could offer some free advice Nothings free and don't think twice The only monster that I ever met Handed me my first cigarette Had it all had it all to lose A lotta debt and a lotta booze You're so young you got no regrets Haven't seen 'Titanic' yet Underneath your bed There's the carpet of your room Yeah nothing's happened yet Just some muddy Velcro shoes Yeah but underneath the floorboards Your mother's name's carved in the wood The foundation of this house Is a poor man's hard day's work Yeah and underneath those floorboards Your mother's name's carved in the wood The foundation of this house Is a poor man's, bad pay, back break Hard day's work
Writer(s): Carleton Stone, Kayleigh O'connor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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