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INTERPRÉTATION
Real Friends
Interprète
Cody Reid Muraro
Voix principales
Kyle Kenneth Fasel
Basse électrique
David Edward Knox
Guitare électrique
Eric Phelps Haines
Guitare électrique
Brian Joseph Blake
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Andrew Wade
Paroles/Composition
Cody Reid Muraro
Paroles/Composition
Kyle Kenneth Fasel
Paroles/Composition
David Edward Knox
Paroles/Composition
Eric Phelps Haines
Paroles/Composition
Brian Joseph Blake
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Andrew Wade
Production
Paroles
I don't wanna have to be six feet underground
To feel loved
I don't wanna have to be a memory
To feel like I'm someone you thought of
Sometimes, the things that fell in place
Fall to pieces suddenly
Like we were nothing
Like we were nothing
I'm swept away in pouring rain
Lonely hands knock desperately
Out on your doorstep (doorstep)
It's pointless
I'm barely breathing, barely getting by
It takes my lowest low for me to cross your mind
I don't wanna have to be six feet underground
To feel loved
I don't wanna have to be a memory
To feel like I'm someone you thought of
When blues turn grey, we'll wither away
And I don't wanna have to be six feet underground
To feel loved, to feel loved
It hurts to think of 23
You and me on empty streets
Mixtape on repeat
I miss the feeling
Embrace the moments in between
Happiness and tragedy
While my heart's beating
While it's still beating
I'm barely breathing, barely getting by
It takes my lowest low for me to cross your mind
I don't wanna have to be six feet underground
To feel loved
I don't wanna have to be a memory
Feel like I'm someone you thought of
When blues turn grey, we'll wither away
And I don't wanna have to be six feet underground
To feel loved
Sometimes, the things that fell in place
Mean the most when it's too late (too late)
I miss that feeling
I don't wanna have to be six feet underground
To feel loved
I don't wanna have to be a memory
Feel like I'm someone you thought of
When blues turn grey, we'll wither away
And I don't wanna have to be six feet underground
To feel loved
(I don't wanna have to be a memory) loved
(I don't wanna have to be a memory)
When blues turn grey, we'll wither away
And I don't wanna have to be six feet underground
To feel loved
Writer(s): David Knox, Eric Haines, Cody Muraro, Kyle Fasel, Brian Blake
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