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Sam Fender
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Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Sam Fender
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Thom Lewis
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Mark Broughton
Ingénierie
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Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Craig Silvey
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Paroles
Wild grey ocean buried in my eyes
The coast town muscles through weekdays and nine-to-fives
I finish work and compartmentalize
With the wild grey ocean buried in my eyes
Always in the dark, I'd ask you such silly things
Tore apart your heart, running around this town
And in that weakness, I'll suffer until I die
With the wild grey ocean buried in my eyes
I seldom see our old gang 'round town
I call them "good-time friends"
'Cause they're never there when shit goes down
Like when my brother got jumped and they hurt him real bad
I thought I'd lost him, he is all I have
And I wonder where you are and if you have settled down
Haven't felt my heart make a single sound
Since that moment, you cried like a little girl
Behind you, the wild grey ocean swept away my world
Writer(s): Sam Fender
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