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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
8stops7
Interprète
Evan Sula-Goff
Guitare
Alex Viverds
Basse
Adam Powell
Batterie
Seth Watson
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Evan Sula-Goff
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Darren Lewis
Production déléguée
David Gilbert
Production déléguée
Norman Saleet
Production déléguée
Paul Yered
Production déléguée
Stephen Marcussen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
David Kahne
Production
Paul Lani
Production
Toby Wright
Production
Paroles
Ever since I was a child
You always said that I
Should understand the rules
You take some and give less
Sit high above the rest
Don't you?
As I ask a simple question
Cuts me off with his reply
He's been practicing for decades
Now he thinks I have the time
He flows in and out of riddles
Looking me straight in the eye
But it seems like something's missing
From the days when he was more my size
Ten years older and I've finally found my pride
This old man comes rolling home to die
Old feelings make it hard to decide
Just what it means to me
Everything exists 'tween black and white
You can twist and distort the most blatant of lies
Or just offer up solutions practiced only in your mind
I lost half my life to wisdom, so forgive me
If I come off sounding bitter
If my words push you away
If I seem surprised to see you
Lying here in front of me
Just consider what you're asking
And give me a little time
I'm still having trouble breathing
'Cause up to now I- I've never seen you cry
Ten years older and I've finally found my pride
This old man comes rolling home to die
Old feelings make it hard to decide
Just what it means to me
Just what it means to me
Ten years older and I've finally found my pride
This old man comes rolling home to die
Old feelings make it hard to decide
Just what it means to me
Just what it means to me
Just what it means to me
Just what it means to me
Written by: 8stops7, Evan Sula-Goff