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INTERPRÉTATION
Sam Wilkerson
Basse
Nick Wilkerson
Batterie
Hunter Thompson
Guitare
Tony Esposito
Chant
Ryan Hater
Claviers
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Hunter Thompson
Paroles/Composition
Nick Wilkerson
Paroles/Composition
Ryan Hater
Paroles/Composition
Sam Wilkerson
Paroles/Composition
Tony Esposito
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
White Reaper
Production
Jeremy Ferguson
Ingénierie de prise de son
Sean Cook
Ingénierie de prise de son
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Rich Costey
Ingénierie de mixage
Jennifer Decilveo
Production
Chris Rahm
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
I took a walk back then
I had a moment thinking how its been
Between you and me, my dear
And we can make it for another year
I guess maybe I don't care
I wrote it in my dairy
And all my word is true
I even tore out all the pages about you
And now I pass, em out
To every stranger on the street that
Walks on by
So I can move along
And maybe sleep tonight without wondering
Why are things so complicated
Sensitive and intricate
I can't wake up, now I'm feeling petty
So I tore them all out
And things are colder here
Another night that I can walk into alone
It make so much sense
The kind of weather you can feel it in
Your bones
And now I'm cracking a smile
To every stranger on the street that
Walks on by
So I can move along
I get to bed tonight without me wondering
Why were things so complicated
Sensitive and intricate
I can't believe how long I've waited
I can't believe how long I've waited
I tore out the pages
I tore out the pages
I tore out the pages
I tore them all out
I tore them all out
I tore them all out
Writer(s): Anthony Esposito, Samuel Wilkerson, Nicholas Wilkerson, Ryan Hater, Hunter Thompson
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