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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
FIZZ
Interprète
Peter Miles
Synthétiseur
Dorothy Miranda Clark
Chant
Martin Luke Brown
Chant
Orla Gartland
Chant
Soren Bryce
Percussion
Mathew Swales
Batterie
Greta Isaac
Chant
dodie
Synthétiseur basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Peter Miles
Composition
Dorothy Miranda Clark
Composition
Greta Morfudd Isaac
Composition
Martin Luke Brown
Composition
Orla Gartland
Composition
Mathew Swales
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
FIZZ
Production
Peter Miles
Production
Matt Huber
Ingénierie de mixage
Soren Bryce
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Kevin Tuffy
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
I remember when I lost my mind
It was a pretty chilly Tuesday night
And the man on the telly said
"Build a bunker in your shed"
And tell your mum, I love her
I'm on day six hundred and thirty nine
Hello, and welcome to my pointless life
Won't you have a slice of pecan pie?
Let me show you where I cry
It's in the corner
It's out of order
I'm 25
Going on 45
Going on 99
Going on dead
Blink twice
You'll miss the highlights
God, it's a hell of a ride
Going on dead
I think of everything I could have been
A superhero in a limousine
Or a hot shot living on top
But instead; look what I've got
The world is on fire
Baby pass me a lighter
Cos I'm 25
Going on 45
Going on 99
Going on dead
Blink twice
You'll miss the highlights
God, it's a hell of a ride
Going on dead
Looks like the sun's coming out again
And I see my friends
They're over the moon to see me
What a surprise
God, i'm glad i'm alive, i'm alive i'm alive
25
Going on 45
Going on 99
Going on dead
Blink twice
You'll miss the highlights
God, it's a hell of a ride
Going on dead
Writer(s): Peter Miles, Mathew Swales, Dorothy Clark, Greta Isaac, Orla Gartland, Martin Brown
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